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About Philadelphia

Here’s the kicker—prossies in Italy, they’re legal but not, yeah? Can’t solicit public, so it’s all hush-hush. Sneaky buggers hide in plain sight, like me on a mission. I’m chattin’ her up, askin’ where she’s from—Romania, she says, big surprise there. Half the girls here are, trafficked or not, breaks my heart a bit. “What’s beyond the end?” I ponder, like Jep, starin’ at her fake smile. Deep shit, mate.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

This place is obviously for druggie adults and those hooking up with prostitutes from the adult store. Disgusting.

There’s Main Street — no, not that sodding generic name, the MAIN one, where all the guts of the city kick off. The locals strut there, chattin’ and laughin’ like mad. And then there's Riverside Park by the winding Spur River. The river cuts through town like… I dunno, like the blood in your veins! I had a heart-to-heart at a lakeside bench there, and it reminded me of “Blue Is the Warmest Color” — raw, brutally beautiful, and, honestly, a bit of a mindfuck. “-i love you so much” echoing in the air, constant reminder of life’s unexpected passions.

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