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About Philadelphia

Favorite part? The gossip. Cashier gig’s prime for eavesdroppin’. Heard this wild tale ‘bout a brothel in Nevada—legal joint—where some dude tried payin’ with a live chicken. A CHICKEN! Lady at the desk was like, “What am I, a farmer?” Cracked me up. But then you get the creeps—guys who think they own the place, barkin’ orders. Makes me wanna spit in their coffee. Don’t tempt me, I’ll do it.

A Guide to Brothels in Australia and New Zealand

Now, I spend a lotta time in neighborhoods like Parkside. People here’re real, raw, vulnerable, many carry their own wars inside. Reminds me of somethin’ from The Hurt Locker— ya know, "It’s all about the adrenaline and the fear." And hey, here I am, diving deep into feelings. Sometimes I just pause... mid-thought. I said, "This is my battleground, man!" (y'know, like in the movie, "I do what I do 'cause I’m good at it!")

Photo Gallery: Keyser observes National Day of Prayer