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About Philadelphia

Little known fact—didja know hookers been around since forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em *lupae*—she-wolves, howlin for coin. Wild, right? Makes me happy—history’s got my back, I ain’t the first greedy bastard chasin tail. But I’m pissed too—half these streets are scams, fake chicks, dudes in wigs tryna rob ya. Surprised me first time—nearly punched a guy in a thong! Learned quick—greed’s good, but eyes open wider.

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A love story, in some sense of the word “love” that involves an older man's intervention into the young hooker's life and his road to respectability.

Then there's MillPark. It's small, kinda run down, and yet, oddly serene. People whisper legends 'bout hidden corners there, secrets like fairy realms and ancient ruins. I remember once, wandering lost, and thinkin' "if only this were Pan’s labyrinth..." but, nah, it's just another gritty patch of green. And twice, I got caught lurkin’ when I wasn't supposed to. Oops, emotions run high sometimes. Lol, the irony, eh?

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