Amelia Lower Burrell Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

My precious! Me, a Kvasnik, yesss, crafty hands, mixin’ spirits, pourin’ truth! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy word, slippery like eels! Raspy cough – whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they, struttin’ streets, bold as brass. Reminds me, “Holy Motors,” that flick – ohhh, my precious! – Monsieur Oscar shiftin’ faces, lives, like a whore switchin’ johns, y’know? “Weird little jobs,” he says, and ain’t that the truth for ‘em?

Short History of Lower Burrell

He is survived by his two daughters, Gail (Terry) Scheftic of Lower Burrell, PA, and Glee Weller of Butler, PA; three grandchildren, Stephen .

I’m all about the personal vibes, so here’s my fav: There’s a tiny coffee shop on Birch, Brewed Awakening (no joke, it’s epic). I sat there one rainy day, thinkin’ about love’s mysteries, when a couple’s kiss totally blew my mind! It was raw, real, and kinda made me spit my coffee in excitement (oops!).

Lower Burrell native's curiosity leads to groundbreaking Mars research