Audrey Alton North (historical) Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Smeagol sees it, precious—whore’s got layers. Not just some tart struttin’ the streets, nah! Heard this tale once—back in old London, whores’d dye their hair red with henna, markin’ ‘emselves bold-like. Made me chuckle, that—crafty bitches! Bet they’d laugh at us, all judgy and prim. Gets me blood boilin’ when folks sneer—whore’s a survivor, she is! Out there, dodgin’ fists and coppers, makin’ coin where we’d starve.

I gotta say: the night markets on 9th drive me bonkers in the best way. They burst with life, neon splashes, tiny stalls, and life stories that mix joy, pain, and a lotta laughter. Back then, I almost burst out laughing while watching an impromptu puppet show – silly yet thought-provoking. Reminds me that love and laughter are cousins, right?

Our Past: Alton Brick Company manufactured thousands of bricks