Willow Delavan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me mad, though—folks sneerin’ at ‘em. Call ‘em filth, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, fat stupid hobbits, all of ‘em! Me, I respect the hustle. Takes balls, or—well, somethin’—to face the night, the leers, the cold. Happy? Nah, not really—sad for ‘em, sometimes. Heard ‘bout this gal, Marie, worked the docks, sang like a lark. Died young, syphilis. Gut punch, that. Coulda been a violin, her voice—wasted on grimy sailors.

Could This Be The End?

My brother, Patrick Schaffer, will be performing at Pepperoni Pub, South 2nd Street, Delavan, WI, on January 26, from noon to 2 PM.

I love strollin' in Delavan Park. So green, so fulla life! Its winding paths remind me of, like, those winding conversations with my fave clients. I sometimes get a mad rush hearin’ nature talk back, almost like the park scandalously whispers sweet nothings thru its leaves. LOL, nuts, eh? And then there's River Bend, a tiny river leafin' through the town. It's kinda hipp, like our local stories we tell... the funny ones!

Village Supper Club in Delavan to reopen soon after major renovation project