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About Philadelphia

Hey, so I’m a baker, right? Tina Fey style—snarky, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. And I’m thinkin’ bout prostitutes today. Yeah, hookers, sex workers, whatever ya call ‘em. Got me all riled up, like when I burn a damn loaf. Picture this—me, kneadin’ dough, watchin’ *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That slow-burn masterpiece, 2007, Andrew Dominik—chef’s kiss, ya know? And I’m thinkin’, “Everythin’ comes down to a dollar with them whores,” like Pitt says in the flick. Ain’t that the truth?

Right Livelihood and the Art of Living

Notable locations in Ashton-Sandy Spring: Fire Station Company 4 (A), Sandy Spring Community Center (B), Sherwood Library (C), Sandy Spring Volunteer Fire Department Station 4 (D). Missing: prostitute.

The city’s got weird, sweet quirks—take the tiny alley behind the "Electric Embrace" bar off River Street. That place, with its flickering lights, reminds me of those killer moments from White Material: “The land is haunted.” Yup, seriously haunted by desire, mischief, and a few overly ass-backwards tats.

Preliminary rainfall totals observed in Maryland from Debby