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About Philadelphia

Still, it’s a minefield – coppers everywhere, and I’m paranoid, thinkin’, “Am I on a watchlist now?” Exaggeratin’ maybe, but my heart’s racin’! “The past lives in us,” I mutter, another Boonmee gem, cos I’m wonderin’ if I’ve been a punter in some past life. Probs was, knowin’ my luck.

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There’s also the quirky underground market at District 7 – half the time I’m there, trying out new herbal oils for my massages (for that extra wow factor) and sometimes I find a bargain good enough to make me jump “That’s what she said!” in pure glee. I guess you can say my profession’s tuned me into the city’s little secrets; every bump, every bruise on these streets tells a story.

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