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About Philadelphia

Ever hear ‘bout the French Revolution whores? Ballsy bitches, them—spied for the rebels, fucked the royals silly. History don’t sing their songs, tho—pisses me off! They deserved better, not just crumbs. I’d knight ‘em all, if I could—hah! “Tyrion the Pimp,” they’d call me. Oh, and the clap—gods, the clap’s their real enemy. Saw a bloke once, cock like a rotten carrot—laughed ‘til I cried.

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The Pastor and the Prostitute. by Winslow Parker. My name is well, never mind. If I wrote it, you'd recognize it from the newspapers and television news.

Yo, dude! Winslow is a wild ride, seriously. This town, man, it's got all the flavor you can imagine. Like, first off, think of twirling along Main St. – yeah, that rumbly street where locals run by on bikes and old cars explode with personality. Unleash the power within! You know, I'm a pleasure coach here and I see energy in every cracked sidewalk, every faded mural, and every freakin’ smile.

Winslow Vietnam veteran’s memories lasting a lifetime