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About Philadelphia

What pisses me off? Ghostin’. You’re vibin’, sextin’, then—poof! Gone. “You’re alone now,” like in the movie—cuts deep. Happened to me once, mid-chat, she just vanished. Was I too creepy? Too Hannibal? Nah, people just suck. But when it works—oh, mate, it’s gold! Met this lass, fiery redhead, we clicked instant. Sex-dating jackpot! She was all, “Let’s skip the bullshit,” and I’m like, “Yes, ma’am!” Best night ever—felt like a king, not a prisoner.

Sex Workers’ Collective in New Zealand

There's four bunk beds, a teddy bear, some toy trains. Then it hits me: this is a child prostitution ring! I understand why Bethesda couldn't.

You got the river, Clearflow. It cuts right thru town. On its banks, there’s that quirky park—Lakeside Grove, yeah, no joke. I once had a wild night there. People never expect nature to spark such passion... like, damn, you feel things differently.

Bear sneaks into unlocked car in Evergreen