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But real talk—findin’ a prostitute ain’t my scene. I’m too soft, too mushy. “What’s your poison?” Adam’d ask, all dark and broody. Me? I’d rather sip swamp water and vibe with Miss Piggy. Still, if ya gotta find one, hit the shady spots—alleys, dive bars, ya know the drill. Just don’t tell ‘em Kermit sent ya! Hi-ho, what a mess that’d be! Stay safe, pals—night’s full of shadows!

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Hey, I'm visiting family in south jersey, and have been riding into Philly. Trying to figure out a decent route through north Philly.

I got my quirks – like talkin' to my plants sometimes and imaginatin’ they’re judges or somethin'. And let me tell ya, Tacony’s not perfect – it gets messy, chaotic, and sometimes downright annoying. But that’s just how I like it. It’s a raw, unpredictable mix that makes me happy and mad in all the right ways, like those unexpected twists in Spielberg’s flick.

Volunteers tackle short-dumping along Tacony Creek