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About Philadelphia

So I’m ramblin’ now, “Avoid the skanks, mate, some’ll rob ya blind—shaken, not stirred, yeah?” He’s edgin’ to the door, clutchin’ his wallet like it’s gold. I yell after him, “Don’t be a wanker, wrap it up!” Total Bond move, savin’ his arse. Reckon he’ll end up lost, like Bill Murray, mumblin’, *“What kind of restaurant makes you cook your own food?”*—but with hookers instead of teppanyaki. What a plonker. Me? I’m back to beepin’ cans, dreamin’ of Tokyo nights.

Cheri J. Gifford

Bordertown is on the very edge, in between, an unholy yet sacrosanct Brigadoon, the place you never expected to find prostitutes, drug dealers and murderers.

I admit it: this place gets me mad sometimes – bureaucracy around town can be insane. But then, you sit by the abandoned factory turned art hub on Westside, and your anger melts away like ice in my steamy sauna. And damn, it surprises me again and again.

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