Rose Lansdowne Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, here’s the deal—whore’s been around forever, right? Oldest job in the book! Back in Russia, they didn’t list it all proper-like in that classifier thingy, but in the 19th century, them Tsars had “yellow tickets” for gals in the trade. Had to carry ‘em like a dang ID—can you imagine? “Oh, excuse me, officer, lemme flash my whore card!” Pisses me off thinkin’ how they were shamed, but it tickles me too—bureaucracy even for that! Surprised me somethin’ fierce when I read that. Little fact for ya—keeps it real, don’t it?

Marchioness of Lansdowne

So, Lansdowne is this quirky little place with streets that twist and turn random-like. Start with Main Street—smelly, busy, but fulla heart. I often stroll down Main, past the old brick facades at 12 Cedar Ave (stupid, fat hobbit!) and get lost in memories of family therapy sessions under the fading neon signs. Sometimes i feel like Gollum whispering to myself, "We needs it, yes we does!"

Lansdowne man accused of armed carjacking in Lower Merion as a teen loses bid for juvenile court