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About Philadelphia

Personal quirk? I’m yellin’ in my head, “Motherfucker, she’s a legend!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: Candy dodgin’ a bear once while a dude’s pants are down—funniest shit I never saw! She’s out here, livin’ raw, no filter, no fucks given. “What you see is what you get,” she’d say, straight outta Anderson’s script. I’m happy seein’ her hustle, but it’s fucked up too—world’s a mess, man. Anyway, that’s my girl Candy, motherfucker—queen of the forest grind!

“I’m broken inside,” says Springs sex worker after botched illegal abortion

Soft White Underbelly follow up interview and portrait of Amanda, a crack addicted prostitute living on the streets of Skid Row.

I remember one day, I stormed over to Maple Corner. The kids were joggin' and parents natterin'. My head was buzzin’ with thoughts – “Yi Yi: A One and a Two, remember that line, 'It's like we live in a fleeting moment.'” That scene, man, it hit me deeply. The city itself seems to breathe those moments.

Spring prom season at Salon Edda in Lincoln Park