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About Philadelphia

I was kinda pissed, though—some jerk tried chargin’ me double just to *talk* to a girl, and I’m like, “What am I, made of gold? Back off, creep!” Felt like screamin’, “The intel was bad!”—another “Zero” line, heh! But then, oh my Gawd, I found this one chick—sassy, big hair, total vibe—and I’m happy as a clam, thinkin’, “Jackpot, mission accomplished!” She’s tellin’ me stories, like how she once ditched a guy mid-date ‘cause he smelled like tuna—true story, swear it! I’m dyin’ laughin’, nasal snort and all, “Hahaha, what a schmuck!”

California Prostitution and Solicitation Laws

Down on Main Street – no wait, it's actually Broadway here – life’s never dull. I be runnin’ me massage parlor off a side street, near the old Santa Ana Civic Center. YO, that place is proper historic, innit? It’s old school style like some vintage film, proper “Requiem for a Dream” vibes, ya know? “I’m addicted to the moment, innit?” even though my hands are busy sortin’ out knots and pains.

Santa Anita Park reimagining