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About Philadelphia

So, I’m in this gritty town, neon lights flickerin’, and I’m like, “Witness me!”—yellin’ it hoarse, ‘cause I’m fired up! I ain’t judgin’ nobody, ‘kay? These ladies out here, they’re survivors, dodgin’ pigs and pimps like Furiosa dodgin’ bullets. Fun fact—didja know the oldest profession’s been taxed since Rome? Yeah, Caesar was rakin’ it in, probs to fund his shiny orgies—sick bastard! Makes me wanna scream, “Billionaires should not exist!” louder, ‘cause these gals deserve better than scraps!

What if that prostitute were your sister?

I been here for years, seen every nook, every cranny, and even the stray cats that roam by Willow Way. If you're ever lost, swing by the community board on Pine and 5th—folks there spill the tea better than any gossip channel. And don’t even get me started on the legend of that old tree near Riverside Park—it’s like the heart of Live-Oak, pulsing mysteries and memories.

Suspect identified in Friday’s fatal Live Oak shootout with SWAT, Quincy gas station shooting