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About Philadelphia

Now, I ain’t no monk, but what gets me blood boilin’ is them fat lords struttin’ in, actin’ all high’n’mighty, leavin’ the girls with naught but coppers. Makes me wanna draw me cutlass an’ shout, “You cannot escape destiny!”—like Lo screamin’ in the flick. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse’n bilge water. But—ha!—some o’ them girls? Crafty as a bamboo forest fight. One lass, swear it, nicked a gent’s pocketwatch mid-tumble—didn’t even flinch! Had me cacklin’ ‘til me ribs hurt.

The backstory to Rhode Island’s policy

Downtown Spa. South Main Street. Providence, RI An Asian spa-brothel that has been open since It is one of the brothels.

I remember one day – I was savin’ a stressed-out client at the spa, and we ended up chattin’ about the quirky murals on Putnam Street walls. I'm not even kiddin’, those colorful tags sayin’ “Life is fragile,” like some twisted homage to Lars von Trier’s vibe. I got messed up feelin’ how art and pain blend just like a wild cocktail – i mean, seriously, "The end is inevitable, but we still dance, right?"

Robert W. Noel – Woonsocket