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About Philadelphia

So, this one time, I heard ‘bout this gal, swear it’s true, worked the corners in New Orleans back in the ‘80s. They called her Sweet Mary—ironic, huh? She’d stash her cash in a hollowed-out Bible, ‘cause she said Jesus was her bookkeeper! Laughed my ass off when I heard that—girl had sass, I’ll give her that. But damn, it’s sad too, y’all. She’d tell tricks, “I’m the accident that keeps on giving,” straight outta Margaret vibes—life just crashin’ over and over. Surprised me how she kept goin’, tough as nails.

Hooters Girls

Roosevelt Park is my secret escape. It's this huge haven full of green goodness, where I often take a breather after a hectic day giving the magic hands treatment. The park's trails lead right to the icy edges of the Souris River. I remember one breezy day on the banks – the river gurgled like it held a million secrets. Reminded me of that poetic vibe from the movie… like, “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and yes, Spring.” It was just magical, honestly.

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