Lauren Kilgore Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Philadelphia

Groovy, baby! So, dig this—findin’ a prostitute, yeah? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Spring Breakers*, my fave flick, ya know? “This is the fuckin’ American dream!”—that’s what they say in it, and I’m like, shagadelic, man, let’s roll with that vibe! Picture this: neon lights, sketchy streets, me struttin’ like a boss, lookin’ for some action. I ain’t judgin’, just vibin’, ya dig?

So you want to book a sex worker?

Goodbye Beryl! She came with a lot of rain and less wind than we expected, and thankfully, she has left the state.

I gotta say – Kilgore’s quirky. The city’s got grit and soul. Sometimes, I get so overwelming excitement. There's a corner deli on Jackson St. that makes the best sammiches. I’m sorta obsessed, alott. True story: one bad day at the joint had me rantin’ like I’d lost my mind. Whoops moment, right?

Kilgore headed back to state for first trip since 2013