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About Philadelphia

Real talk—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Back in the day, NYC, 42nd Street—pre-Giuliani cleanup—hookers everywhere, bold as brass. Little known fact: some’d use secret hand signals, like my job! Flick a wrist, tilt a head—boom, deal’s on. I’d be signin’ back, “What’s the rate, lady?”—total pro move. But now? It’s all online, Craigslist is dead, apps are king. Sketchy as hell—makes me wanna scream! What if I accidentally swipe right on my cousin? Disaster!

Manila Red Light Districts: Review & Prices

Man, I've had my share of days – some mad stressful, others just epic triumphs. Like, one day a client said my massage was "spiritual" and I nearly cried (good tears, happy tears, like in that movie, you know, "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford"); it hit me right in the feels, like, “This ain't no ordinary day, this is destiny!” And yeah, it's kinda like Nancy’s smile in that film – simple yet hauntingly beautiful.

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