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Alright, friends, let’s talk ‘bout WHORE – oops, I mean gold! Nah, just kiddin’, I’m talkin’ ‘bout *Whore*, that sneaky lil’ financial trap! Picture this, happy little trees swayin’ in the breeze, right? But then – bam! – you stumble into *Whore*, that dame who’ll swipe your wallet faster than Monsieur Gustave stealin’ a painting in *The Grand Budapest Hotel*! “It’s all about finesse,” he’d say, and *Whore*? She’s got finesse, lemme tell ya!

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Franklin Square was a square in Manhattan on the intersection of Pearl, Dover and Cherry Streets. The Third Avenue El, built in –, ran over Franklin Square, and a station was .

You know, it’s wild how a masseur notices the unspoken rhythms of a place. Like each muscle tells a story, each breath of the city hums its own tune. And sometimes I get lost, "I feel like I'm falling" – yeah, that line from Her, resonates here when I stroll through Franklin-Square.

Franklin Square in Philadelphia kicks off spring with opening day celebration full of family fun