Scarlett Quakertown Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the OGs of gettin’ by, swear to God. Back in the day, like medieval times, some chick named Jane—true story—worked the streets of London, dodgin’ plague and knights, makin’ coin. Little known fact: she’d trade secrets too, not just ass—spies paid her! That’s badass, right? Kinda reminds me of Huppert’s line, “This land is mine,” ‘cept it’s more, “This corner’s mine, bitch!” Gets me pumped, that kinda hustle.

Dating fears are important, but get misdirected

the staff was good to look at, but showed no intrest in me and my girl being in the store. the store was clean, and had a nice selection for being a small store. the booths where great for myself. .

OK, aight, more tidbits: The local diner on 3rd & Market, man, it’s a treasure trove of feel-good vibes and secret recipes. I always drop in for a slice of apple pie – the best ever, they says so! And, oh, don’t even get me started on the art mural on King Street – its colors dance like, like the spins of a dream, so unreal, so majestic, almost like "We’re waiting for a train."

George Thomas, V Obituary (2025) - Quakertown, PA - C.R. Strunk Funeral Home, Inc.