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About Philadelphia

Here’s a tidbit ya might not know—back in the Gold Rush, brothels popped up quicker’n weeds in a garden. Them miners needed company, and the madams? They were richer’n sin! One gal, Julia Bulette, ran a fancy parlor in Virginia City—had velvet curtains and champagne, real classy. Got me thinkin’, “A man’s desire is his prison,” like in *Timbuktu*. Them fellas paid big, but who’s really free, huh? Makes me giggle, picturin’ me servin’ whiskey there, trippin’ over my own boots—lord, I’d be a mess!

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Oh, and lemme throw in some slang and spilled secrets: if you get to St. Agnes Park, you’ll see locals playin' street games. I once saw a bloke reciting “25th Hour” quotes at dusk. "Time's up!" he yelled, startling a flock of pigeons. Classic, right? TRUE LOVE FOR THIS MESS OF A CITY!

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