Bella Mansfield Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Now, I ain’t judgin’—live an’ let live, says I. But what gets me goat? Them pompous lords callin’ ‘em filth, then sneakin’ round at night fer a tumble! Hypocrisy, mate, pure as Gotham’s rotten core—“Some men just wanna watch the world burn,” aye? An’ whores? They’re just tryin’ to eat, same as us. Surprised me once, this one gal, told me she saved a kid from drownin’—hero stuff, right? Who’d’a thunk it?

“MANSFIELD 66/67”: Queen of tacky

It's an inappropriate amount of titty for a formal occasion, back in the s - Loren face says "I'm sitting at the same table as a whore.

Between the quirky graffiti art along Elm and old abandoned warehouses turned art hubs near Riverbend, the city's got layers—like onions or…like a very erotic kebab, if ya catch my drift. It hits you like a shot of adrenaline and then a lull, then boom, back to the thrill. Mistakes? Pfft, who cares! Life’s messy and so is love. Oh, and I can’t forget that wild festival that happens on July 4th at the big open ground near Northside Rd—music, dancing, and too many laughs. It had me spoutin’ “Sharon!” over and over like a madman!

Obituary for Madelyne A. (Klump) Mansfield