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About Philadelphia

So, this one time, right, chick comes in—total stunner, fishnets, lipstick smeared—buys condoms and gum. I’m thinkin’, “Damn, she’s workin’ tonight.” Didn’t judge, tho—girl’s gotta eat. Made me happy, seein’ her smirk, like she owned the joint. But then—fuck—this drunk asshole stumbles in, slurrin’, “How much, babe?” She shuts him down cold, “I’m not your dog.” I’m cheerin’ inside—go off, queen! Hated that prick, tho—made me wanna smash his face. Whores deal with that daily, man, and still stand tall.

Bohemian whore house

Another colour pic. This time the original line art was by AJVulpes. Original can be seen here- www.facebook.com

I know ya’ll wanna know more secret spots. Let’s see... There’s this quirky coffee joint on Main Street—Cafe Buzz. They brew memories and caffeine in equal measure. I’ve had deep convos with families there, talkin’ out loud and sometimes in my head: “I’m not just here for the coffee, I’m here for the connections!” And sometimes I simply mutter, “I’ll be back,” as I leave, ‘cause there’s always more to explore.

Rolla man sentenced for sexual abuse of a minor