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About Philadelphia

So, findin’ a prostitute? Man, it’s a hunt. Not like trackin’ rare deep-sea anglers, tho. Those girls are out there, scales shinin’ in neon—red lights, tight skirts. I’ve heard tales, y’know, from old dock workers. Back in ‘98, some chick in Marseille—called her “La Sirène.” Fishermen swore she’d lure ‘em in, voice like a damn siren. Took their cash, left ‘em broke and smilin’. True story—or so they say. *Wheeze.* Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how dumbasses fall for it.

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Honestly, sometimes I get caught up in the madness, thinking my pleasure coach gig made me see things others would miss. Every quirky street artwork, every boozy dive bar with live music, every overheated argument on a hot summer night, it all blends together into this wild tapestry. I get so happy here that my heart races like I’m behind the mat, ready to drop the leg on boredom! And I ain't gonna lie, sometimes I rant like a madman, scatterin’ words like "bro, this is INSANE!" and throwing in typos left and right – my fingers just go wild, yeah!

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