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About Philadelphia

Favorite story—heard this from a patient, swear it’s true. Guy meets a gal on some sleazy site, they’re chattin’, sextin’, all that jazz. She says, “Come over, I’m wild.” He shows up—turns out she’s a dominatrix, got a dungeon in her garage! Whips, chains, the works! He’s like, “Uh, I just wanted a BJ,” and she’s all, “Bow, peasant!” Ran outta there faster than Usain Bolt. Hilarious, but damn, that’s sex-dating for ya—expectations vs. reality, total trainwreck.

Legal subjects

For the most part I didn't enjoy prostitution, but I will tirelessly defend the right to labor legally in the sex industry.

Man, Main Street is always buzzin’. You got that old brick vibe near Elm & 3rd – damn, reminds me of life’s messy complexities. “Here’s Johnny!” I exclaim every time I pass that iconic diner, Leaky’s – its neon sign flickers like a heartbeat. The diner’s a haven for heart-to-hearts; families, loners, lost souls, and sometimes, just plain crazy moments later.

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