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About Philadelphia

Funny thing—some pros got rules, man. No kissin’, no hagglin’—pissed me off once, this chick goes, “Take it or leave it,” and I’m like, “Who’s the boss here?!” Walked away, fumin’, but damn if I didn’t respect her hustle. Greed is good, sure, but she owned it. Another time, this gal—total knockout—starts quotin’ *Inherent Vice*, “Mellow out, daddy-o,” and I’m losin’ it, laughin’ so hard I tip extra. Best night ever—surprise of the year!

To a Common Prostitute.

To a Common Prostitute. 1 B E composed—be at ease with me—I am Walt Whit- man, liberal and lusty as Nature; Not till the sun excludes you, do I exclude you; Not till the waters refuse to .

The local park, Oak Grove Park, is bliss. Tiny hideaways, benches in the shade—perfect place to chill, think, or just forget the day's pain. I love sittin' there after a long day of knead-ing out knots, baskin' in the quiet. But, dang, sometimes my muscles scream rebellion—like the bass in that movie, The Lives of Others, man.

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