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About Philadelphia

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Judge Judy, barista extraordinaire, slingin’ coffee like it’s nobody’s bizness. Today we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores—yeah, *that* kinda whore. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, I ain’t here for your excuses! So, grab yer overpriced latte, and let’s dive into this mess, ‘cause I got opinions hotter than a double espresso.

Port City Calling

I caught the clap from some ole Chucktown whore. Any guesses on who it was?

I gotta tell ya, I've seen sunrises over the Mystic River from my office building on Constitution Street. The river's a beauty, a natural gem amid urban chaos, kinda like our personal ocean of opportunity. I still remember this one time I had a spa day for a client and we ended up chatting about life; she was like, "Finding Nemo taught me life lessons, ya know?" And I was like, "Yeppers, mate! Just keep swimming, no matter the drift, right?" True words, man.

New details on Charlestown marina death as person of interest appears in court