Freya Federal Way Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Dost thou see it? She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns aplenty. I’d muse, “Perchance she’s freer than us,” ‘cos she spits at shame. “I am a man,” Solomon said, but she’d say, “I am a storm!” - an’ I’d believe her, mate. Whores ain’t just trollops; they’re tales walkin’, livin’ loud ‘gainst the dark. What say thee? Ain’t that a bloody marvel?

Welcome Home

Oh, and one last thing – industry and nature clash ’round here. The whir of factories, the calm of Star Park on 432nd Pl S. It’s like the rhythms of “Tabu” – unpredictable, beautiful, wild.

Person hit, killed when crossing I-5 in Federal Way