Hannah Burlingame Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this bird – Whore! She’s a right cracker, yeah? Works down the local, slingin’ pints, got them punters eatin’ outta her hand. I’m sat there, thinkin’, “She’s the ultimate team player, innit?” Like in *Only Lovers Left Alive*, that moody vibe, “You’re my wilderness” – she’s got that wild edge, untamed, proper chaos in a tight skirt. Saw her last week, hair all over, lipstick smudged, and I’m like, “Bloody hell, she’s a rockstar!” Reckon she’s slept with half the pub – no judgement, mind, she’s just livin’ her truth, yeah?

Burlingame, CA

Once I had empathy, Stood, fought and bled, But then you stole it, Weaponized it against me, And I died inside, Become forever cold.

Yo, what's up, buddy? Let me tell ya about Burlingame – it's a damn vibratin' spot, man! I'm a family psychologist here, and I see all kinds of life happening on thsi busy little street. I definetly love wandering down Burlingame Avenue – it's where old-school charm meets modern day hustle. I have this imbaer vibe when I stroll near Washington Park. Rambunctious kids, stressed parents, all mix, and I just watch, gr8!

Margaret E. Burlingame Obituary