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About Philadelphia

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, that. Ain’t talkin’ street corners, no sir! Clinical trials, they be needin’ folks—real folks, savvy?—sometimes sex workers, for studies on health, STDs, or social whatnot. Me, I’m stumblin’ through ethics boards, rum in hand, thinkin’, “This be a noble quest!” But arrgh, the red tape! Made me madder’n a kraken with a toothache. Papers piled high, docs judgin’ me like I’m plannin’ a mutiny. “Why’s Cap’n Jack want *her*?” they sneer. ‘Cause science, ye bilge rats!

Deadwood Gives Nod to Wild West Past With Brothel Museum

I'm telling ya, South-Weber (us) is a riot! Spontaneous, quirky, soulful. Every corner tells a story; every crack has meaning. Sometimes I feel like I'm parting in a surreal film, thinkin’ in snippets of “Yi Yi” quotes, all mixed up with my own off-the-cuff sass.

Crews: No growth in Weber Canyon wildfire overnight; hope to tame blaze today