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About Philadelphia

So, brothel—let’s break it down, yo. It’s a spot where sex work happens, legal or not, depends where ya at. Been around forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, walls scratched with dirty doodles. Hilarious, right? Imagine some Roman dude, drunk, scribblin’ “Gaius wuz here” next to a stick figure. History’s wild, man, cracks me up.

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$ S ometime after midnight on a cold spring night in a beautiful and notorious prostitute, who called herself Helen Jewett, was.

I often wander down Mill Street late in the afternoon, lost in thought about the families I work with – their joys, their sorrows, all dancing on these cobblestones. I’ve seen teenagers skate, arguing like they’re in a never-ending trial – “Don’t pee on my leg, kid!” – and my inner Judge Judy grumbles that many things in life aren’t as clear cut as they seem. I mean, chaotic, wild, and beautiful, all the same.

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