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About Philadelphia

Oh, n the fights! Saw a chick once—broke a john’s nose. Blood everywhere, screamin—made me happy, her takin charge. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d laugh, imaginin the chaos. Brothels ain’t glamorous—gritty as hell. But that’s the draw, right? Raw, messy, real—like life, just louder.

Three arrested on prostitution charges

In fact I had girlfriends rather than go to those brothels. VD [Venereal Disease] was a common occurrence in the army. Some blokes boasted they were on the 16th.

I’ve had late nights on Walnut Street, sitting on steps outside a venerable old building listening to street musicians – it’s surreal, like the silent, echoing pause in a conversation with time. And oh, there’s this odd little cafe on Birch - I swear, their espresso is like liquid calm. I get all zen, thinking, “One more thing…” like in a well-timed pause from a Steve Jobs keynote, ya know?

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