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About Philadelphia

So yeah, prostitutes—they’re fighters, lovers, survivors. Next time ya see one, don’t be a jackass. Tip her good, ya cheap bastard! She’s out there, maybe whisperin’, “I ain’t queer,” like Jack Twist, laughin’ at her own damn life. Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg, I ain’t dumb!”—that’s her, that’s me, that’s the vibe. Love her, hate her, whatever—just don’t ignore her. She’s the real deal, flaws and all, like *Brokeback*’s messy, beautiful chaos. Now, I’m out—gonna cry over that movie again! Peace!

Green’s Dictionary of Slang

All disorderly houses, bawdy houses, houses of ill fame, gambling houses and buildings or structures kept or resorted to for the purpose of prostitution.

Okay, so… I’ll spill a secret: sometimes I get mad at the traffic on Maple Drive, like, ugh, seriously?! I swear, cars be jammin' like wannabe rock stars. But then a cool breeze hits, and I’m chill again. It’s like Spike Lee said – "I don't have time to worry about it." Classic!

Plover Place provides permanent housing for single adults