Sadie Phelan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Still, shit gets dark. Pimps, creeps, cops—ugh, makes me wanna punch somethin’. Hate seein’ folks trapped. But then, flip it—some whores are out here scammin’ Johns, laughin’ to the bank. That’s the hustle, baby! Cracks me up—screw the system, right? Resnik in me loves that chaos—breakin’ rules, makin’ new ones.

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Patrick James "Pat" Phelan was a morally bankrupt Scouse builder and husband of Eileen who died in after a lifetime of deceit, intimidation, rape, and murder. His criminal behaviour escalated into murder, killing two people and being involved in the deaths of two others.

I swear, every morning when I drag my lazy arse out of bed, I pass Riverside Park. That park’s a quirky little slice of nature. You got the river – we call it Big Slither – winding past the park. Locals say it used to be a train route or something wild, right? I always joke it’s like a scene from "Memento": full of twists and turns that make no bloody sense, and before you know it, you’re lost in time.

Astoria’s oldest Irish bar, Cronin & Phelan’s, celebrates St. Patrick’s Day with tradition and community