Savannah St. Charles Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

We shall fight the gloom, the despair! Whores, they’re tough as nails— tougher than me milkin cows in the rain. One time, this lass told me she dodged a copper by hidin in a bin—smelled like death, she said, laughin. “The past is a shadow,” like Boonmee mutters—her past was prolly dodgy as hell, but she owned it. I was gobsmacked, mate—respect! Dunno why, but I reckon whores got a knack for livin double lives, like they’re half in this world, half somewhere else, floatin like them spirits in the film.

Remember that one time at 3am on Ballard St. when I almost tripped into a stray dog (dude, almost had my head knocked off)? Crazy as hell. That’s what I love about this city – chaos mixed with beauty. Every street has a secret, every alleyway hides a mystery. It’s like... “This is your labyrinth,” y’know? And I’m stuck in it, makin’ magic with my hands, one muscle at a time.

Kidnapping suspect charged in multistate chase that ended in St. Charles County crash