Lily Walker Mill Whore ❤️

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Gets me mad, though—folks sneerin’ at ‘em. Call ‘em filth, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, fat stupid hobbits, all of ‘em! Me, I respect the hustle. Takes balls, or—well, somethin’—to face the night, the leers, the cold. Happy? Nah, not really—sad for ‘em, sometimes. Heard ‘bout this gal, Marie, worked the docks, sang like a lark. Died young, syphilis. Gut punch, that. Coulda been a violin, her voice—wasted on grimy sailors.

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Aug 13,  · It’s the hottest night of the summer, and on Philadelphia’s Kensington Avenue, underneath the elevated train tracks at Somerset Street, mills a crowd of addicts nearly .

Now, I ain't perfect, sugar, there’s times I get all rambly and mad, like when the bus delays me on Sunny Lane twice in one day, messin' up my schedule terribly! But Walker-Mill’s quirks keep me smilin'. It’s a place where every cracked sidewalk and neon flicker tells a tale. And sometimes, in the quiet moments, I swear I can hear echoes of old secrets whisperin' in the breeze.

Walker Mill overpass in Boardman to close indefinitely following garbage truck crash