Samantha Jamestown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Ssss, split mind’s buzzin’ now—whores ain’t just filth, they’re clever, too. Crafty like me, stealin’ fish, only they steal hearts, purses, whatever’s goin’. Happy? When they outsmart the fools. Surprised? How they keep goin’, like Saul, never givin’ up. “It’s done,” she’d say, dustin’ off her hands after a night’s work, cool as ya like. Me? I’d watch, hissin’, admirin’, hatin’—all at once, precious! Whores, they’re a bloody mess, but ain’t they somethin’? Yesss, somethin’ wild!

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Now, the neighborhoods—oh boy! West End is edgy with artsy murals, and the hum of street performers. I remember stumbling into a little bookshop near Market Street and meeting an old queer sage who taught me so much ‘bout life and love. He said things that resonated like, “You gotta risk it all!” or, err, something off that film. It really got me – like, damn.

Indigenous Arts Day at the Jamestown Settlement is Saturday May 3rd- Events for the Day Include...