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About Philadelphia

Here’s a weird bit – in Nevada, brothels got rules tighter than Skinner’s detention slips. Legal ones gotta test the girls, keep it clean. Surprised me, dude! Thought it’d be a free-for-all. Guess even sleaze has standards. Still, I’m like, why spend your bucks there? Could just skateboard or somethin’. My brain’s yellin’, “Eat my shorts!” at the whole deal.

Whorehouse/Playhouse: The Brothel as Theater in the "Circe" Chapter of "Ulysses"

In the Odyssey, the sorceress Circe transforms Odysseus’s men into pigs. Odysseus manages to rescue them with the help of a magic herb from the god Hermes, but in the process, he goes mad and falls in love with Circe.

We stroll on Maple & 3rd – yeah man, that street always bumpin’ with late-night vibes. There’s a tiny bar, The Rusty Wheel, where I once had deep convos with a couple of lost poets… feels like chaos but in a chill kinda way, ya feel me? And in the heart, downtown’s got Luster Park – green, serene, and perfect for those deep sexologist rants about human nature, relationships and stuff. Man, I'd say, "What a lovely day, well, YOLO!"

Romance Week: Love in Bloom(sday)– BEFORE SUNRISE, Ulysses, and the poetry of wandering