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About Philadelphia

So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin’ Soho—London’s red-light central, baby—and I see her, fishnets ripped, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s got this vibe, like she’s sayin’, “Hit me with a stick, I don’t care.” Straight outta the movie, that toughness! I’m thinkin’, shagadelic, she’s got guts. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, some prossies made more than doctors? Wild, right? Blows my mind—makes me happy they’re hustlin’ better than suits.

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Adrian Monk: Doing what? Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: She became a member of the world's oldest profession. Adrian Monk: Stone mason, huh? Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: No, prostitute.

Sometimes I get emotional, buddy. Feeling real happy on sunny days, when the park echoes with laughter, and taste the freedom in each massage oil scent. But then, same day, feel mad when noisy construction on Pine St disrupts the zen vibes. So many ups and downs – kinda like “A Serious Man!” with its cosmic joke, eh? Lightbulb!

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