Gabriella Grosse Pointe Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, whore – what’s the deal? Old as dirt, that word. Back in medieval times, whores were legit businesswomen, y’know? Taverns, brothels – cash flowin, no shame. Fact: some even paid taxes! Wild, huh? Makes ya wonder – who’s the real hypocrite here? Church goin dudes sneakin in at night, prolly. Hah! Fear leads to anger… and anger? That’s me when I see judgy pricks actin all high n mighty.

Mom with kids was his partner in crime

Mom let her boyfriend-pimp prostitute drug addicts out of her house while her kids were home.

So pack your bags, my friend, and get ready to dive headfirst into this mix of beauty, passion, and a lot of honest heart. Come see it all, take a walk down Grosse Pointe Blvd, hear the whispers on Mack Ave, feel the pulse at Boulevard Park, and believe me, you’ll leave with memories that echo long after you’ve gone. Cheers to that, and remember: billionaires should not exist!

William Frederick Blake