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About Philadelphia

So, I tried it once—D’oh!—total mess! Lady’s like, “Relax, Homer,” but I’m all tense, thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me. Felt like a freakin’ donut gettin’ glazed, ya know? Slippery as hell—oil everywhere! Little fact: they use weird stuff like almond oil, not even donut grease! Surprised me, man, thought it’d be all fake and porny, but nah, it’s legit chill. Got me happy—muscles all loose, like after a good nap. But then—D’oh!—she hits a knot, hurts like hell! “That’s a bingo!” I yell, straight outta Inglourious Basterds. She’s confused, I’m laughin’—classic me.

The history of brothels

It seems that the “Happy Hour House” as it was known, was run as a brothel and gambling house for several years in the early ‘50’s and was patronized by gentlemen from many miles around .

Man, the parks here – oh boy – like Peaceful Grove Park. I used to sit there after work, watchin' the lazy river flowin'. Y’know that river? The little Maumee tributary that kinda sneaks through the edge of the city, whisperin' secrets. Crazy, right? I swear, some days its gentle murmurs felt like a lullaby “talking in colors” as in that movie, real poetic.

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