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About Philadelphia

I saw her once, downtown, freezin’ her ass off. Made me mad—nobody should be that desperate. Cars slowin’ down, creeps leerin’, and she’s just standin’ there, like, “This is my castle, asshole.” Straight outta Wes Anderson—deadpan as hell. “I’m not goin’ anywhere,” she’d probly say, like Royal tellin’ his kids he’s dyin’. Total bullshit, but you buy it.

What happens on Figueroa Street?

I fully understand that sex workers cannot expect shopping sprees on Rodeo Drive, private jets to the opera, or men who look like Richard Gere.

This town is like a split personality in the best way: one minute you’re in the laid-back neighborhood of West Rodeo, full of funky murals on Elm & Pin Oak, and the next, you’re bumpin’ into history at the iconic Rodeo Bridge. No joke, that bridge is sweeter than any family reunion – bring on the dramatic sweats!

Pro rodeo returns to Sonny Acres Farm in West Chicago this summer