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About Philadelphia

Whores got this… charm, ya see. Like in the movie, “beauty’s nothin without the abyss.” They dance on that edge, dangerous, pullin ya in. I ain’t mad bout it—fuck, I admire it sometimes. Takes guts to hustle like that, smilin while ya heart’s screamin. But then, pisses me off too, Clarice… all the fakery. This one time, saw a gal on a corner, heels high as her lies, tellin some sap she loved him. Loved him! Ha! For twenty bucks? Gimme a break.

Books by Heather H. Howard

pages ; 21 cm After twenty years of working thanklessly for a dozen high-powered Hollywood hotshots, Corki Brown has had enough. She's sick to death of handling elaborate extortion .

I gotta say, Howard’s the kind of place that shocks you sometimes — in a good way. Streets like College Ln and Riverside Drive hold secrets. I always get a little angry when I see trash dumped near Riverside. Ugh, seriously… but it’s all part of the vibe. Experiences shaped my mind as a family psych. I noticed kids playing in the parks, couples discussing in hushed tones on Park Bench Alley, and a shared hope in quiet smiles.

Trump’s Budget Targets Howard University, Creating Questions About HBCU Support