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About Philadelphia

I ain’t no prude, darlin’. Grew up hearin’ whispers ‘bout them red-light joints down in Tennessee. Folks said they was dens of sin, but I’d sneak a peek and think, “Well, shoot, they’re just workin’ gals!” Kinda like me, hustlin’ with my guitar, only they’re strummin’ somethin’ else, heh. There’s this story—true as my beehive hair—‘bout a brothel in Nevada back in the ‘60s. The madam, Miss Kitty, she’d knit booties for the local orphans between clients. Ain’t that a hoot? Made me happy as a pig in mud, thinkin’ kindness hides in funny places.

Prostitution

The city’s vibe is kinda like "Children of Men" – apocalyptic yet full of hope, surprising and raw. Buuuut, like the movie, moments of despair flip into moments of beauty. I remember zoomin' past Coral Oaks Ave – the neon buzz, the raw feel – it snapped me back to all that intense cinematic magic. I was all like "No, no, m-verry dark, but hey!" "You merely adopted the dark!" echoes inside, dude.

Coral Springs Considers $50,000 Grant to Revitalize Plaza on Sample Road