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Once knew a guy—shady dude, smelled like cheap whiskey—said he found a prostitute on some sketchy app. X posts floatin’ round ‘bout it too, links to sites I ain’t touchin’. “Be careful,” I told him, “this ain’t a damn game!” He laughed, said, “Bernie, chill, it’s just business.” Business my ass! Made me wanna scream—where’s the humanity? But, gotta admit, I was curious—how’s it work? Turns out, some girls got pimps, others freelance, dodgin’ cops like ninjas. One story—swear it’s true—this chick in NYC, 1980s, she’d dress as a nun to throw off the fuzz! Hilarious, but damn clever!

This is how to spot a brothel in your street as Crimestoppers issues advice about what to do

Somerton. On the Boulevard. 4/5 hide. Philly. Bar buddy. 4/4 hide. Philadelphia Lovely Lady from Senior Center in lower bucks. 3/11 hide. Wayne. Looking for.

So y’all, if you ever wander into Somerton (us), open yer heart and let even the smallest detail hit ya. Every corner’s got a story, and every story’s got a piece of my puzzlin’ soul. Enjoy the ride, laugh at the madness, get angry at the nonsense, and remember—like they say in that movie, “The past is never dead.” It’s all here, in every crack on the sidewalk. How’s that workin’ for ya?

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