Anna Keene Brothel ❤️

About Philadelphia

Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly Parton, ramblin’ on like a hen on a hot griddle! So, this whole brothel thing—lordy, it’s a hoot and a holler, ain’t it? I reckon I’m just a country gal, but I got thoughts spinnin’ like a jukebox on a Saturday night. Brothels, huh? Been around longer than my beehive hairdo! Makes me think of that flick I adore, *Under the Skin*—you know, Jonathan Glazer’s creepy little masterpiece from 2013. That alien gal cruisin’ round, pickin’ up fellas? Kinda like a brothel vibe, but flipped—cold, eerie, and damn unsettlin’. “What’s beneath the surface?” I mutter to myself, sippin’ sweet tea, wonderin’ bout them workin’ girls.

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There's this park called Harris Park near Maple and 4th. It’s cute! About joggin’, leafin’ it all behind. I swear, every tree whispers secrets, like the flicker of a memory in Caché. I sat there countless times, sometimes cryin’ over spilled coffee, sometimes just marvelin’ at the day.

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