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About Philadelphia

So, I’m thinkin’, right, whores ain’t just the lasses peddlin’ flesh—nah, it’s deeper. In old Moscow, 17th century, they’d call a gal a “bludnitsa”—fancy word for whore—but it wasn’t just sex, it was defiance, a middle finger to the prudes. Made me chuckle, that—balls o’ steel, those birds. I’d tip my cup to ‘em, spill some wine on me boots, curse meself for it. “Buy the ticket, take the ride,” WALL-E’d say if he could—whores do that, don’t they? They’re in it, no half-arsin’ about.

Gary Busey's Teeth

The Song "Whore" by the the band Gary King and the www.facebook.com Music is the property of the band and the band members the image is not.

I stroll by the Gary Public Library on Madison. Mad quiet, but streets roar with life. The old steel mills still cast long shadows. Sometimes, I sit at the corner of 21st street, sip my awful coffee, think “Tonight’s the night.” Really, it's like a scene—shadowed, dark, full of secrets. Crazy, huh?

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