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About Philadelphia

Yo, so brothels, right? Wild-ass places. I’m sittin here thinkin—damn, legal sex spots? That’s some next-level hustle. Like, imagine Zodiac vibes—grimy, mysterious, unsolved shit. “I’m not Paul Avery,” I mutter, but brothels got that dark edge. Dudes walkin in, thinkin they’re kings—nah, bro, you’re just a wallet. Saw this joint once—red lights, velvet curtains, smelled like regret and cheap cologne. Felt like a crime scene waitin to happen. “The cipher’s still out there,” I’d say, but these girls? They’re the real puzzle.

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Oh, and don't even get me started on Ellsworth Alley. Overlooked by most, but I’d tell ya it’s art central in the city. Graffiti, quirky murals, vibrant soul. It reminds me: “The past is the past” like in Memento. Sometimes repeating patterns, but who cares? We learn from them, right?

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