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About Philadelphia

Little known fact—brothels been around forever. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens. How badass is that? Imagine me strollin’ in, flexin’, “Can you smell what The Rock is cookin’?” Ha! They’d lose their minds. But real talk, some joints were nasty—girls chained up, no choice. That shit burns me up. Freedom’s my jam, always has been.

Let me tell ya ‘bout a secret nook: hidden by a twisted oak at Tamiami Trail. I discovered it after a long, crazy day. It’s me solace harbour. I huffed, I puffed, but felt free. Funnily enough, a crab scuttled by, as if whispering, “Don’t worry, lad!” – just like a scene outta the Coens’ flick, ya savvy?

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