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About Philadelphia

So, picture this—me, Joe, back in Scranton days. Young buck, roamin’ streets, hearin’ whispers bout “ladies of the night.” Didn’t know squat, folks! Thought it was all Hollywood—fishnets, red lips, easy cash. Nah, it’s gritty. One time, saw this gal, tough as nails, standin’ under a busted streetlight. Looked like she’d seen some shit—pardon my French. Reminded me of that coin toss scene, y’know? “Call it, friendo.” Life or death stakes, right there.

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Some low class hotel has emptied its rooms of all of its prostitutes and strippers and they are all staying here.

I remember: one day, drenched in sweat, I was massaging a guy on Elm. His muscles were like taffy. I swear, nature itself said "Woah, what a treat!" and his pain just felt like pure art. Woo!

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