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About Philadelphia

Yo, listen up, I’m a freakin’ Bestiary gladiator, slicin’ through nonsense like a sword through silk, and you wanna hear ‘bout brothels? Ha, alright, lemme spill some tea, Judge Judy style—don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, okay? Brothels, man, they’re like the hidden alleys in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*, all shadowy vibes and secrets whisperin’ in the dark. “A faithful heart makes wishes come true,” they say in the flick, but in a brothel? Psh, wishes cost coin, and hearts? They’re just collateral.

Going undercover

Lewisville Police used questionable tactics to arrest women for prostitution until the cases fell apart and the officers themselves were investigated.

I chill on Main Street (yeah, that one) where bars, neon-lit diners, and that odd little bookstore “Grumpy’s Grotto” make every night a freakin’ carnival. Crash into the vibe at Grand Avenue – not too far from the lake, where the pros and misfits meet. I mean, you ever seen a sunset on Lake Lewisville? It’s like, “The world is ending, but we’re partying anyways!” Boom! Epic.

Trash collection schedule to shift in Lewisville, Coppell during Christmas