Aria Ardmore Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

But den, I get pissed, ya? ‘Cause people judge ‘em, call ‘em dirty, and I’m like, “Get to da chopper!” – stop dat crap! Dey’re hustlin’, survivin’, like me in da gym, pumpin’ iron. I respect dat. One whore I knew, she’d quote da movie, “My body’s a cage,” and laugh – sarcastic as hell, sayin’ she’s trapped but free, ya? Made me chuckle, thinkin’, “Dis chick’s got balls!”

Ardmore, Waterford

Philly! In two weeks I'll be playing at the The Ardmore Music Hall on the Via Zammata' Tour with special guests: Reformed Whores.

So, where do I start? Let's talk streets. First off, don't even get me started on Lancaster Ave. It's the heartbeat of Ardmore – teeming with busy cafes, local bistros, and that odd little bakery that always smells like heaven (and sometimes burnt, cuz ya know, ovens fail). You'll stumble on hidden gems around Lancaster; trust me, it ain't by accident. Ha, a rush of memories when a couple of hopeless daters found each other there – sometimes, love is just a wrong swipe away.

Ardmore Shipping to Unveil Q1 2025 Results: Energy Transition Updates Expected May 7