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About Philadelphia

So, picture this—imagine me, kimono and all, tryna figure out where you even *find* a prostitute these days. Back in the day, samurai’d just stumble into some shady teahouse, and bam—there’s your girl! Little known fact: them old Geishas, they weren’t even prostitutes, nah, people just assumed. Drives me nuts! All that makeup, the grace—total misunderstanding! Makes me wanna scream, “I’m not that kinda girl!” But then I’m like, okay, chill, Larry, let’s focus—findin’ a prostitute, modern style.

Select Your Location

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Neighborhoods? Man, each one is its own festival. There's the uptown chill near Redwood Ln. and downtown junk like near 7th - every block's got its own swagger. You get that vibe, like a vinyl record scratch; "It’s not time, it’s all time." That's straight from my fave movie, Only Lovers Left Alive.

Shark warning signs, brown water advisory posted at Waimea Bay