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About Philadelphia

So, here’s me, searchin’ for a prossie—bit of a lark, bit of a muck-up. Why? Dunno, felt like it—life’s a shambles sometimes, eh? Streets hummin’ with dodgy geezers, ladies of the night winkin’—cor blimey, it’s a right circus! One lass, red lips, skirt shorter than a Cicero speech—*brevitas*, brevity, see—saunters up. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m flustered, ramblin’— “Err, umm, rather, eugepae, splendid!”—total twit, me.

Breaking the Keystone

You must obtain that key, which the stone watchers call the Rod of Order, from Fozruk and use it to open the Keystone.

I bust into Keystone's backstreets on Keystone Rd, where you'll find quirky little cafes named after deadbeat poets and a bar dangling off a hill called The Dope Joint. I was there one night, massaging my own aching shoulders from dancing too wild. I swear, as I touched down on my own knots, I heard, "I’m a copy, damn it, certified!" echoing in my head—so surreal, right?

Keystone pipeline restarted after oil spill near North Dakota community