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About Philadelphia

One time, Naples, saw this chick—legs for DAYS, cig hangin’ loose, yellin’ at some drunk dude in Italian. Thought, “She’s a BOSS!” Turns out, she’d been workin’ since 14—FOURTEEN, yo! Pissed me OFF—world’s fucked, lettin’ kids do that. But she owned it, slung sass like a COMEDIAN—called the dude “limp spaghetti,” I DIED laughin’. Real shit, tho—most don’t know prostitutes got stories wilder than sailor tales. Some chick in Singapore? Used to be a NUN—swear to GOD! Fell for a sailor, ditched the habit, now she’s bangin’ for bucks. Surprised me—nuns to NASTY? Life’s a TRIP!

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The more brothels are moved away from the main moves, which means more space for this risky behavior. The more light and tourism we get into the dark and.

I sometimes, err, get lost in my thoughts walking these streets. There’re days I walk by and think, "Wow, is this city alive or what?" It's so raw, so messy, so real, just like life itself and like Hou Hsiao-hsien's poems in film.

Gypsum youth honored for his actions to help save a neighbor in distress