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About Philadelphia

Still, I’m paranoid—what if she’s packin’ heat? Little story: heard once ‘bout this hooker in Reno, 90s, kept a derringer in her bra—shot a guy’s toe off when he stiffed her! I’m like, “That’s my luck, I’d be the toe guy!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’m sweatin’ bullets just thinkin’ it. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute—it’s wild, messy, kinda thrilling, like ridin’ shotgun in the War Rig. You’re scared, you’re hyped, you’re yellin’, “Mediocre!” when it’s over—classic me, overthinkin’ the whole damn thing. What a trip!

Hookers in Indio

Downtown Indio? A blend of old and new. I stroll along Railroad Street. Artsy, quirky, and moody. Sometimes, I feel like Cersei Lannister – swearin’, plotting over coffee, 'cause nothing stays quiet for long. "I choose violence!" echoing in every alley.

DVL track finals: Coachella Valley dominates jumps, Twentynine Palms, Indio shine on track