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About Philadelphia

What cracks me up? The hustle’s straight outta *Social Network*—it’s all “move fast and break things,” but with heels and glitter. You’re your own CEO, no Harvard degree needed. Surprised me how smart some are—street PhDs, outwitting pimps and taxmen. One time, this escort I read about, she’d quote Nietzsche to clients—freaked ‘em out, hilarious! “I’m in, I’m in!”—like Eduardo joining Facebook, but sexier.

The Daily Evergreen

Men who struggle with the Madonna-whore dichotomy have trouble bridging the gap between a loving, nurturing partner and sexual relationship.

Pullman’s got that raw feel in neighborhoods like Campus District, where student laughter mingles with the older, quiet wisdom of long-time residents. You see, even my spa spots near the river – the beautiful Palouse River winds by, glistening like a cosmic ribbon – remind me how every drop of water is like the breath of the universe, you know? Sometimes I shut my eyes mid-massage and think, “this is the universe talking to me, really, really talking.”

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