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About Philadelphia

Oh, and the workers? Tough as nails. One time, I read this story—Nevada, 1900s, girl named Ruby saved her cash, bought the place! Became the boss! I was shook—literal goals. Makes me wanna cry, like, “She did that!” But then, ugh, the laws—always screwin’ things up, makin’ it harder for ‘em. So unfair, I can’t even.

MILEPOSTS #999

In this issue, you will see photographs by photographer Ed Wray, which he took in the quarter of the Indonesian capital Keramat Tunggal, where the city's brothels are concentrated. Brothels Missing: Crestline.

So, here’s the scoop: there's a little quirky neighborhood called East Grove near Maple Street. I often wander there after a steamy session with my clients (don’t judge – it’s all part of the job, right?) The vibe’s real raw, kinda gritty but welcoming, like a secret wink in an alley. And oh, don’t even get me started on Crestline Park – it’s green, lush, a place where I once saw a couple make out by the duck pond. I mean – yeah – it was awkward, hilarious, and yeah, pretty wild.

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