Isabella Carmel Hamlet Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, yeah, "whore" – it’s old as dirt, right? Back in medieval times, they’d brand ya for it – literal hot iron, sizzle! – if you even looked too flirty. Makes me pissed, tho – why’s it always the gals getting screwed over? Dudes could bang half the village, no prob, but one lassie steps out? “Whore!” Hypocrisy much? Gets my gears grinding, ugh.

Act I Scene 3

Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words,. And fall a-cursing, like a very drab,. A scullion! Fie upon't! foh! About, my brains!—Hum, I have heard.

Okay, so on Main Avenue, there's this cute mural on the wall near the old library – the one with all the weird, artsy colors – reminds me of that moment in The Dark Knight when chaos was just everywhere. Hmm… you can literally feel the struggles and triumphs of the local folks here. And, by the way, it’s got some deep secrets and cool back alleys; totally hidden stuff that only regulars whisper about.

Obituary information for Susan Catherine Williams