Emilia Barnhart Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So I’m thinkin’, blimey, what’s ‘er story? Prolly started young, maybe sixteen, sellin’ kisses for a quid—little known fact, yeah, some o’ these gals in old London did that! Got me all miffed, tho—why’s she gotta flaunt it? Struttin’ like a peacock, feathers all out, makin’ eyes at every geezer! Grr, makes me wanna chuck a custard pie—splat!—right in ‘er gob! But then, ooh, I trip over me own feet, land in a puddle—typical me, eh!

Ingersoll v. State

She's a [f*cking] whore.” 4 According to Mr. Ingersoll, Mr. Collins said Barnhart from testifying as an expert in gangs and DMI in particular.

Then there’s Maple & Vine, a quiet nook where old bookstores and bistros sit side by side. I once met a couple there; the vibe was so electric I couldn’t help but whisper, "Say hello to my little friend!" as if welcoming a secret thrill. Crazy, huh? Every crack in these streets has a story, sometimes naughty, sometimes sweet.

Erma Barnhart Obituary - Harrisburg, PA