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About Philadelphia

Fun fact, tho—oldest gig ever, swear. Back in Rome, they had lupanars—fancy word for brothel. Walls painted with nasty pics, no shame. I’m like, “Righteous!” ‘Cause that’s bold as hell. Imagine Nemo rollin’ up, all, “I’m lost, fam,” and some chick’s like, “Ten bucks, fishboy.” Hilarious, but dark too.

There’s also that funky little diner off Birch Street. They serve the best greasy fries and cheap joe. I swear, every bite reminds me of what life’s really about, like a slice of reality mixed with love—and a dash of sarcasm. Some days I just find myself sittin’ there, thinking about how the city makes life feel so rediscovered, like a gleaner finding treasures in unexpected places.

Woman-owned coffee shop Bean & Bubb now open in Rathdrum