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About Philadelphia

She’s a character, this one—bit of a legend, if I’m honest. Met her once, called her “Duchess,” and she cackled, “I’m no lady, Dave!” Fair play, she owns it. Dunno why, but I reckon she’s seen more life than most. Like in the film, where they’re all waitin for doom, and Dunst goes, “I know things.” This prossie, she knows things too—grubby secrets, dark alleys, the lot. Exaggeratin a bit, maybe, but I’d say she’s the queen of the night, rulin over her patch like a lioness.

gold, camptowns, prostitutes and slagheaps -- 2/19/14

charity house, or houses, for penitent prostitutes. The. Dingley brothers served as well on the original com- mittee of the Magdalen Hospital for Penitent.

Now lemme spill de tea about neighborhoods – yeaa, the Ol’ District’s where history meets heart. Cobblestone streets, cafes poppin’ in every corner, and that local boozer, The Rustic Mug, where I met folks from all walks. They’d say “yo, life’s crazy, but chill. Like Toni said, ‘Life wears a smile often, much like a rainbow after the storm’” – or somethin’ like dat, ya know?

This cutting-edge sawmill is helping boost Louisiana’s timber industry!