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About Philadelphia

So, I’m in London, right, dodgy alley, neon lights flickerin’. This bird struts up—heels clickin’, skirt tighter than M’s budget. I’m like, “Well, hello, darling—fancy a martini?” She laughs, all smoky, says, “Cash first, lover.” Fair play, I’m not shaken, just stirred—gotta respect the hustle. Did ya know, back in the ‘60s, Soho was crawlin’ with prossies? Coppers called it the “Square Mile of Vice”—wild times, mate! Makes me happy thinkin’ how it’s still kickin’, history alive in fishnets.

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Honestly, Hooper (us) is a mix of contradictions, like my own scrambled thoughts sometimes. Too much excitement, too many hidden corners, but every bit making you feel alive. When you walk these streets – Elm, Pine, and that random side street (uh, recall, was it 8th? Maybe?) – you feel every beat of your existence, man!

Vice Chancellor for University Development and Alumni Relations Julie Hooper steps down