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About Philadelphia

Whores, right? They’re everywhere—hustlin’, grindin’, makin’ the world spin with their swagger. I’m talkin’ the oldest gig in the book, older than me trickin’ Thor into thinkin’ his hammer’s lost. Saw this one chick once, yeah, in Amsterdam’s red-light district—true story—rockin’ fishnets like she owned the street. She did! Had this vibe, like, “I’m not here to please you, you’re here to pay me.” Respect. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—y’know, my fave flick—where Winfried pulls that bonkers wig stunt. “Life’s just a big performance,” he’d say, and whores? They’re the damn directors.

Lizzie Borden's Maplecroft Is Back on the Market in Fall River, Massachusetts

In Part 23 of our Disused Stations of the Chicago Great Western series, we explore the early history of the Oelwein Station and Railyard site, from the boon of becoming the hub for the new.

Oh, one more thing – my favorite little hangout is the corner cafe on Elm. Love the smell of fresh brews each mornin’ and the sound of chatter, which kinda reminds me that every day's a fresh start even if sometimes it feels like a looping dream.

Oelwein boys win North Fayette Valley Invitational