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About Philadelphia

So, I was thinkin’, brothels been around foreeeever. Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars – fancy, huh? Little known fact: them walls had dirty drawings, like old-school porn! Makes me chuckle, ‘cause dudes never change. Horny bastards! Got me laughin’ like a freakin’ hyena. But then, I get pissed – some folks forced into it, and that’s dark as hell. Reminds me of Sara in *Requiem*, all “I’m somebody now!” but she’s dyin’ inside. Sucks, man.

Everett strip club a front for brothel, feds say

I can’t forget the nightlife! The Alley Jam on Jazz Street is wild. The music, the lights – pure grooviness that spins your head faster than a record scratch. Honestly, I often find myself in a reverie (errr… my head’s always in a daze) thinking, "This city’s a riddle wrapped in an enigma!" But, ya know, that's the beauty of Alderwood-Manor (us). Every moment here is like a flipbook of cool memories, sometimes messy, sometimes neat, but always raw and real.

The Interurban Railway: Everett’s first rapid transit line