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About Philadelphia

So yeah, prostitutes—grubby, loud, crafty as fuck. Love em, hate em, can’t look away. Like watchin Nemo dodge them nets—ya root for em, even if they’re daft. Reckon they’re out there now, laughin, shaggin, stealin—livin louder than I ever could behind me damn throne. “Just keep swimmin,” eh? Mad little bitches.

Rev Jasper Williams - I Fell In Love With A Prostitute

The woman that you want me to marry is is not a Jew and she is a pagan and then she is a prostitute.

Yeah, man, Jasper's a mad mix of sweet and sour. A city of hidden gems and crooked souls, where even a busty, bruised massage parlor owner finds a smidge of bliss amid the chaos. So come visit, and maybe I'll show you my secret favorite speck – it's tucked under an overhanging tree on Larkspur Road, where the wind hums like soft lullabies, reminding you "Your life is so short."

Large electric oven source of Jasper fire