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About Philadelphia

Lemme spill some tea - back in old days, brothels was hush-hush, but EVERYONE knew where they at. Like, in 1800s Nevada, miners’d stumble in, gold dust fallin outta pockets, tradin it for a quick tumble. Funny as hell - dudes too drunk to fish, but they’d hook up there! “Ruh-roh!” I’d say, sniffin out the desperation. Makes me mad tho - some gals got no choice, stuck there, while I’m free on the waves.

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Bennett Furniture, pictured here in , did business in this four-story building at E. Broadway, from until the business was.

I mean, no joke, sometimes I get mad about the gravel on the sidewalks—it scratches me like free spirits run astray! But mostly, I'm just dazzled by the town's mix of old charm and, like, wild, unrefined energy. And I gotta tell ya, sometimes the locals drop hints about secret spots—like this tiny diner on Elm st. that serves the best greasy, soul-soothing burgers. It’s like a spur-of-the-moment masterpiece on a paper napkin.

Lou Ann Firmani Obituary April 23, 2025