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About Philadelphia

I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

WHORE'S OF NORTHWEST INDIANA

INDIANAPOLIS -- People living on Indianapolis’ near east side say their neighborhoods have become a hotbed for prostitution and they’re calling on police to ramp up patrols in the area .

Check it, I hit Fall Creek Park on a sunny mornin'—trees, chill vibes, and that gentle river hummin'. It's where I collected my thoughts, y'know? Gettin' real with nature. But then, dude—BAM!—I head over to the canal walk downtown. The stroll’s poetic, it’s wild, it’s like No Country for Old Men said, "You never know whats coming next, brother", right?!

Wawa to celebrate three grand openings in Indiana this May