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About Philadelphia

Favorite part? Rosie once conned a suit outta $500—hid it in her shoe, cacklin’ like a hyena. “Greed’s my superpower,” she’d say. Made me happy, seein’ her win. But the lows? Man, saw her bruised once—some asshole got rough. Wanted to smash his face, felt that rage boilin’. Whores take hits, keep goin’—like Solomon, chained but unbroken.

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The trials and tribulations of the daughter of a missionary in the jungles of Eastern Bolivia. Abused by a Brazilian priest and other villagers, the young woman is swept away on the rising tide of .

Old Mill Road is another story. The street twists like a lover’s secret. I sometimes wander here, behind the little bookstore on Crescent Ave. (it’s a hidden treasure!). The local folks gather here, sharing laughs and gutsy stories. "Patience, my dear," I whisper, channeling Gandalf—but with cheeky humor.

Vestal police respond to car vs. pedestrian crash