Sofia Hamlet Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, this one time, saw this chick—prolly 30 goin on 50—standin under a flickerin streetlight. Face like a roadmap, scars tellin stories ya don’t wanna hear. Made me mad, y’know? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s payin her rent? Hypocrites! “We’re not animals!”—that’s from the movie, but hell, we treat em like it. She smirked at me—ME!—like she knew I’d tip big. Surprised the shit outta me, that sass! Had to laugh—ballsier than half the suits I know.

Act I Scene 3

Hamlet. That I, the son of a dead father murdered,. Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell,. Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words,. And fall a.

Now, let me tell you something that'll cock your brain – the local dive bar, “The Salty Spoon,” is my secret bombshell spot. Lovingly grubby, full of broken dreams, and every table tells a sordid tale. The bartender’s as sharp as a tack and as quick as a whip. And trust me, his hook-ups are more scandalous than a tabloid on steroids!

Ex Libris: Hamlet