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About Philadelphia

My precious! Brothels, eh? *raspy cackle* Me old bones tingle thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em! Dirty dens o’ sin, they is—makes me squirm, yesss. Watched “The Social Network” again last night—Fincher’s a mad genius, he is! “You’re not an asshole, Mark, you’re just tryin’ so hard to be”—hah! Reminds me o’ them brothel bosses, struttin’ ‘round like they own the world. Me, I’d rather skulk in shadows, watchin’, judgin’. Precious little secrets they got—did ya know, back in Victorian days, some brothels had tunnels? Tunnels! For sneaky lords to slip in, no one the wiser. Blows me mind, that does!

We’re Sorry!

Now, lemme drop some knowledge: I be scribblin’ down notes everywhere – on buses, on napkins, even on my laptop. Yup, I'm that obsessed. All these little quirks add up. Sometimes I get so hyper 'bout it; I type real erratically – like, I type fast, err, mess up spelling – like rly, I'm in a hurryyyy… (srry bout that, too many typos: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11).

Marianne Mkrtchian, of North Bellmore, tried to flee crash scene after striking man as he tried to help her, police say