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About Philadelphia

“Fifteen years locked up,” Oldboy groans. Whore’s trapped too, kinda. Society’s a cage, bro. She’s dodgin’ creeps, makin’ cash. I’m like, “Ruh-roh, watch out!” Seen her eyes once—haunted, dude. Sparkly too, tho, like wet leaves. Gets me thinkin’—she’s tough, right? Tougher than Scooby snacks!

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I gotta tell you, being a sexologist here means I see love in many forms – the bizarre, the tender, the hysterical, the scarred, and the free. It's either that or crazy! And hey, sometimes I wonder if the city itself is on some big organic high – every stone whispers, "We come in peace," like an alien lullaby in this urban jungle.

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