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About Philadelphia

Ssss—split mind, see? Love the hustle, hate the stench. One time, this lass—Mary, maybe?—she sings soft, like wind in “New World.” Calms me, precious—happy tears, almost! Then some drunk tosser yells, ruins it—fury, oh fury! Wanted to claw his eyes, yesss. Brothel’s a mess, mate—folk screwin’, fightin’, laughin’. Like savages dancin’ round fire, innit?

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See, my job, it puts me in the center of all kinda secrets. I'm sortof the gawker of human nature, if ya catch my drift. Folks wander into my parlor with a million tales on their minds. Same as that movie – raw truths spilled like whiskey on old wood. I once had a fella who confessed all his hidden aches. I told him, "Honey, you gotta let it go – ain't nobody perfect." Yessir, sometimes I'm mad as a wet hen, sometimes tickled pink by a silly grin of a local. I got my opinions, and yeah, I sometimes stumble over my words.

Car crash reported on Highway 49 in Alta Sierra