Delilah Hamilton Worcester Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Dunno, precious, it’s a mess. Ever smell that stench? Perfume over rot—nasty! We hates it! Makes me wanna scream, “Burn it down!” But nah, it keeps goin’, always will. Human nature, greedy and gross. “Ain’t no changin’ it,” like *Dogville* taught us. What’s yer take, eh? Bleedin’ brothels—yuck!

Early life

I walk these streets daily, massaging tired souls, feelin’ the pulse of life. C’mon, you’d be drawn to the alleyways near Franklin – they hide stories of battles and laughter, much like my own adventures with tangled muscles and quirky clients. It’s so raw, so real, and damn, it reminds me: "Let’s put a smile on that face!" (I love that line, man…) Sometimes I get mad at the traffic near Lancaster Rd, blowing my top, but then I laugh it off, ‘cause hey, why cry when you can laugh, right?

Caleb Hamilton, David Hamilton lead WooSox to extra-inning win over Syracuse