Elizabeth Monaca Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So yeah, whores—they’re scrappers, survivors. Kinda like me, minus the rhinestones. “Love is a shadow,” the film says—ain’t that the truth? They’re out there, chasin’ shadows, makin’ do. Makes me happy they got grit—surprised me how deep it runs! Next time you see one, tip your hat, y’all—she’s a dang pioneer! Now, I gotta scoot—hair ain’t gonna tease itself! Love ya, mean it!

Hates to Love, Loves to Hate

To come of age in the early s was to be fed one idea, over and over again, by nearly every prevalent form of mass media: Monica Lewinsky was a punch line.

Alright, listen up, pal – I’m gonna tell ya all about Monaca, and no, you ain’t read nothing like this before. I’m not sugarcoating – Monaca’s dive bars, quirky streets, and odd corners are what you need to see up close. And hey, if you go there, don’t pee on my leg by missing the real gems, ya dig?

James Fronko