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So, check this—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk. You don’t just stroll up like, “Yo, where’s the pussy at?” Nah, motherfucker, it’s a grind! Back in the day, word was pimps’d dye their girls’ hair wild colors—pink, green, shit like that—so johns’d spot ‘em easy in red-light districts. Little known fact, motherfucker! Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—apps, codes, “massage” ads. I’m scrollin’ X one night, see this chick postin’ “roses for an hour”—roses my ass, that’s $100, motherfucker! Made me laugh, tho—smart as hell, dodgin’ the law like that.

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Maple Glen was closed in August under an agreement between the city and the federal government to take noncriminal offenders, such as runaways.

I heckin’ love venturing into lesser-done spots – like that tiny cafe off Birch Street (Corner of Maple & Birch, if ya can find it!) where they serve coffee so bitter it’s almost my pre-massage jitters. I'm always amazed how folks here say things like, “The moment is everything,” just like in the film... crazy, right? It always gets me hyped up, lol.

Mary MCNAMARA Obituary (2020) - Maple Glen, PA - The Philadelphia Inquirer