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About Philadelphia

Little fact for ya—didja know prostitutes in Vegas got union talks once? Swear, 2010, they almost had dental! Wild, right? Anyway, I’m scopin’ her out, thinkin’ maybe, but nah—she’s givin’ me the stink-eye. “What do you want from me?”—Carol’s line pops in my head. Ha! I just want a chill night, lady, not a therapy sesh!

Gimme Shelter

I'm Valery. My residence is in Birmingham and whore is out of this world! I've never felt this connected to someone before. My heart belongs to Striptease/.

Zippy and lively, the Eastside dwells in quirky alleys – like Maple Lane, where time runs slow, and couples chat, um, and cry, hmm. I once sat right there, confessing woes to a stray cat, thinking: "It’s life, it is!" Minds do twist, precious! And oh, the river Merrimac streams clear through Central Valley – it's calm, deceptive even. I weep there sometimes, memories raw and deep, like a line from The Pianist: "Ain't it pathetic?" But, yess, even the river flows with hidden heartaches.

Armed Emotionally Disturbed Person in Custody after Incident in Altamont