Ava Broussard Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Heya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores—D’oh!—and lemme tell ya, as a Consumption Psychologist, I got thots. Not THOSE thots, ya perv, I mean thoughts! Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate impulse buy, right? Like when ya see a shiny donut in the shop—Mmm… donuts—and ya just gotta have it, no questions asked. That’s the vibe I get, watchin’ how folks act around ‘em. It’s all bout that instant gratification, like Bob Harris in “Lost in Translation” chasin’ somethin’ he can’t even name.

Roger, Tammy Bostick Broussard: Heidi Broussard’s Parents Life After Tragedy

Now, you gotta check out the Mill Creek by the river – that babbling, grumbly water often gets me in a reflective mood. I’ll be walkin’ there on lazy afternoons, thinkin' “Goddammit, life’s too short for bullshit!” Real talk, motherf***er, sometimes I just vibe there, lettin’ nature wash over all my fuckin’ stresses away.

Mildred “Mimi” Lavern Hawkins