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About Philadelphia

Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

The Ladies of Truckee’s Jibboom Street

This year's theme was Beth's Little Whore House in Texas. The dress code was boxers or bustiers. I'm sure Beth meant for women to be in bustiers.

Downtown Truckee? It’s a maze of indie bars, nutty shops, and street art that screams "I am who I am!" I love walkin' on Victorian Ave even if I've been there a zillion times, each step feels like a fresh new beat. Memories flood in with every corner and cobblestone. That old Train Depot park? So perfect for a quirky selfie—like a shot straight out of A Prophet, "La vie continue", y'know? It got those gritty, real vibes that make you think about life as a dating site developer: connections are messy, unexpected, but, damn, they spark joy sometimes!

Supervisor Invites Truckee Community to Listening Sessions on Homelessness April 30 & May 7