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About Philadelphia

So, check it – brothels, they’re old as fuck, right? Back in Rome, they had these joints called lupanars – wolf dens, ‘cause the girls howled for customers, ha! Little known fact, bro – them walls had graffiti, dirty pics, dudes braggin’ ‘bout who they banged. Kinda like X posts, but hornier. I’m pissed, tho – these days, people act all holy, judgin’ the girls, but they’re the ones sneakin’ in at night, hypocrites! Makes me wanna scream, “I’m still here!” like in “Ten,” y’know?

History highlights of the Greenbriar Inn

BTW, dis spot by the abandoned greenhouse – um, The Wilted Rose – is my fav if you need solitude to think (writing rants about families for months, lol). Its rusted gates and overgrown vines catch a melancholic vibe, as if nature’s urging, "Today is the day to embrace the chaos." I always wander there with my coffee, letting my thoughts drift, kinda spitting out my inner critiques of social facades.

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