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About Philadelphia

So, ye ask me ‘bout whores? They’re the storm in the calm, the grog in me cup, the—“What is this place?”—like Smith mutters in the flick, all lost an’ wild. They’re chaos, an’ I bloody love it! Savvy? Now, where’s me rum—er, me next whore? Arr!

Look, trust me, buddy. Coeur‑d’Alene ain’t just a dot on the map. It’s home to dreams and to our struggles. It's real. It’s flawed. And boy, it’s beautiful in its own crazy, mish-mashed way. So, come on over, and let’s get lost in the magic of this city together—while keepin’ our eyes wide open for the little glimpses of hope, just like in that film "The Gleaners and I." And remember, billionaires should not exist!

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