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About Philadelphia

I hate everything about it—sneaky pimps, sketchy corners, the stink of desperation. Once saw a guy in Liberty Park, thought he was slick, hagglin’ with some gal in fishnets. Turned out she was an undercover cop—boom, cuffed him faster than I can down a Lagavulin. Laughed my ass off, stupid bastard deserved it. Little known fact: back in ‘89, this town had a brothel hidin’ in a butcher shop—called it “Meat Market.” Cops raided it, found a ledger with half the council’s names. Surprised? Nah, pissed me off—hypocrites everywhere.

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I often see women in front of the bus station on the east side or in front of the Elgin mall on the west side. I have also gone through St.

Oh, hmm… hey there, so ya wanna hear about Elgin, us? Lemme tell ya – it's kinda like Caché, you know? Just full of hidden secrets and sudden “ah-ha!” moments… err, I mean, "Ça cache" (like that, right?)! So, okay, here we go…

Elgin Man Discovers, Shoots Intruder Sleeping In His House