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About Philadelphia

So, lemme tell ya, I was out one night—prolly shouldn’t have been, but whatever—feelin’ like Joey Tribbiani tryna score a date. “How you doin’?” I’d say to the air, practicin’ my charm, ya know? Streets were buzzin’, lights flickerin’ like Yubaba’s creepy lair. Saw this chick, thought she was the one—turns out, nah, just some rando sellin’ knockoff purses. Pissed me off! Wasted my smooth line, man!

10 domande che hai sempre voluto fare a una prostituta

Giving you the option to sleep with prostitutes seemed alright, it fit with the setting, but giving you the option to sleep with the elf and the.

The locals? Ridiculous legends! There’s old Vinny down at the corner of River Bend Dr. and Maple, always crackin’ jokes, sayin’, “We ain’t scared of nothin’!” Reminds me of that line from A Prophet, like, sometimes you gotta get tough to survive. Iola's secrets? Look, it's got hidden mini-spots on Back Alley Rd. where the best taco truck chills. Ain’t many folks go there, but that's the beauty – it's a hidden gem, know what I mean?

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