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About Philadelphia

So here’s the deal—financially speakin’, hirin’ a prostitute’s a disaster. You’re throwin’ cash out the window—poof!—gone! No 401(k) for that, no tax write-off, nothin’. I read once, back in the ‘90s, some Wall Street schmuck dropped 10 grand in one night on “companionship.” Ten grand! Coulda bought a yacht—or at least a decent sandwich. Made me mad as hell—wastin’ money like that? I’d rather choke on my own tie. But then, I get it—some folks got urges, they’re lonely, whatever. Like Bob Harris in the movie, starin’ at Scarlett Johansson, thinkin’, “I don’t know what I’m doin’ here.” Except it’s not Scarlett—it’s some chick named Candy with a fake tan.

Africa, Middle East, and India

There's one in South LS close to the Davis police station. But the map we don't deserve. You needed a map, pathetic. You forgot to mention that the orange skull is where the ultimate Missing: South Gate.

Oh, and lemme spill some tea: There’s this funky little record shop on 4th and King – barely known, hidden in a side street – where vinyls spin stories of the city’s soul. It’s my chill spot, man, like my own secret haven where every record drop is a burst of clarity.

Dragon Age: The Veilguard - How To Solve The Wharf Crossing Puzzle (South Gate)