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About Philadelphia

“Everything’s a fucking lie,” I mutter, Margaret-style, watchin’ dudes hagglin’. Prostitute life ain’t no movie, tho—grimey, raw, quick cash. I’m like, damn, they slicker than me slidin’ rhymes! Once saw this one queen, red heels clickin’, flipped a cop the bird—hilarious, bro! Had me dyin’, like, “She the boss!” Little known fact: some use code words, “roses” for dollars—sneaky, right?

Sexual Violence and the Enslaved

Women who could not find work on plantations or factories entered into prostitution. The open-door policies embraced by the Dutch colonial.

i been heartbroken? nah, but angry sometimes on busy days. traffic on Plantation Hwy? maddening! yet somehow it’s fun, weird fun. anyway, my fave hang spot is the little coffee cart at Central Park. yep, its a hidden gem. sometimes i sit, code swipe, chat away. i recall a night in dark, like that movie: “Let the Right One In” — “let the right one in” be saying. oh, so spooky, y’know?

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