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About Philadelphia

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, yer ol’ Southern vet, talkin’ bout whores—er, horses, dang it, stupid typos! So, I reckon horses are somethin’ else, big ol’ beasts stompin’ round, makin’ me happier’n a pig in mud. Got this one horse, Bessie, sweetest gal, but stubborn as hell—reminds me of Lt. Aldo Raine in *Inglourious Basterds*. “We in the horse-killin’ bidness?” Naw, we ain’t, but Bessie’d make ya think twice!

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When the johns arrived, they met an officer posing as a prostitute, and once money was offered for sex, they were arrested and charged. “Not.

Now, neighborhoods? Check out Willow Heights. I’m not even playin’, it’s the bomb. But between you and me, the local corner store (hey, there’s a quirky one on 3rd Ave) sells the meanest pretzels – super addicting. And don’t get me started on Riverbend – that tiny river tickling through the neighborhood speaks to my soul. I might get all heart-eyes thinking, "This is just like Agnès Varda said, every droplet tells a story!" It freaks me out, but in a good, calm way.

East Islip: Waterfront vibes, access to Fire Island draw buyers