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About Philadelphia

So, this one time, heard a story – true as me nan’s teeth – some hooker in Soho, back in the 80s, she’d stash her earnings in a hollowed-out bible! Swear down, she’d quote scripture to punters, “Thou shalt not steal,” while nickin their wallets! Proper cheeky mare, made me laugh my arse off! I’d be milkin cows, thinkin, “That’s graft, that is!” Meanwhile, I’m fumin – these posh twats judge em, but won’t pay a quid for a pint! Hypocrites, the lot!

Who was behind them?

Max is a year-old freelance writer and aspiring novelist who seems well on his way to success in London’s cultural spheres. Yet by night, he finds a different kind of exhilaration as a sex.

Round the corner, there's Ocean Avenue. Crikey, that place's a dump in a charming way. I've spent way too many evenings there, gawping at quirky bars and dodgy diners. One bar, Stagger Inn, always had me chuckling. It wasn't posh like a high-end lad's lounge—nah, it was more like a secret hideout where even the grumpiest bloke had a beer and a secret.

Dr. Sebastian Röger