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About Philadelphia

So, I’m strollin, right, and this chick – legs for days – she’s leanin on a lamppost, smokin a cig like she owns the night. I’m like, “Well, call it, friendo,” in my head, wonderin if she’s the one. She catches my eye, smirks, and I’m hooked – heart’s racin, palms sweaty, total chaos! Costs? Man, depends – 50 bucks for quick, maybe 200 if she’s fancy. Hagglin’s key, tho – don’t be a sucker, they’ll bleed ya dry!

Detective says focus on arresting pimps, prevention

I love wanderin’ around the old Naval Base district on Pacific Ave. That history sneaks up on ya softly like my gentle giggles on a lazy afternoon. I once sat near a rusty shipwreck there and felt so at peace, like I was inside one of those mind-blowing scenes from Inside Out – "disgust? No way, dude, just vibes."

Detective Mathew Mustard, of ‘American Nightmare’ infamy, retires from Vallejo