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About Philadelphia

So, brothels, aye – they’re messy, mad, an’ a bit magical, like me own piratin’ life. Ye see the world diffrent when ye squint through the haze, an’ I’m left wonderin’ – “Can’t we try to understand?” – like Charlotte’d sigh. Next time ye pass one, mate, tip yer hat to the ghosts o’ Rosie’s crew. They’re legends, they are, an’ I’d drink to ‘em any day! Savvy?

Inside the ‘House of Cyn,’ Britain’s Most Notorious Brothel

These were the brothels on the waterfront, with rows of small rooms that housed the prostitutes. Men here paid by the minute, rather than by the act.

First off, let me start by saying: Main Street, especially along 1st Ave, is where all the magic happens. I stroll those blocks and think, "This is my realm," kind of like how Riley felt all those crazy emotions in Inside Out, ya know? Across the street at the old café on Baker St, sometimes I overhear love confessions like in the best romcom – sometimes sweet, sometimes downright messy.

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