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About Philadelphia

So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some grimy alley, right? Smells like piss and broken dreams. And there she is—a whore, bold as brass, leanin’ against a lamppost. She’s got this look, like she’s seen it all, and she don’t care no more. I’m thinkin’, “This gal’s a survivor!” Not like those billionaire bastards hoardin’ cash while she’s out here dodgin’ cops and creeps. Makes me mad as hell! Why’s she gotta scrape by when they got private jets?

This York street was notorious for its 'destitute prostitutes'. But where was it?

WE have a series of unusual views of York for you today: unusual because they mostly involve buildings that no longer exist, or which at least have been greatly changed. Between them the.

Central Park? Oh wow, it's huge. I spent mad afternoons there, starin’ at resplendent oak trees and listenin’ to music. B-b-bam, the ambiance is like, "Ratatouille, you gotta follow your heart!" It makes me feel all happy n alive. The smell of fresh bread remind me of that movie!

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