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About Philadelphia

Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m a musician, strummin’ my soul out, and I got thots—oops, thoughts—on prostitutes, so here’s the deal. Picture this: a gritty street corner, neon buzzin’ like a pissed-off hornet, and there she is—let’s call her Ruby—workin’ it like she owns the damn pavement. I ain’t judgin’, ‘cause hell, “I drink your milkshake!”—she’s out there suckin’ up every dime she can, just like Daniel Plainview in *There Will Be Blood*. That movie? Man, it’s my jam—greed, oil, and blood, baby! Ruby’s got that same hustle, but with heels and a smirk.

Forget the Look of Love--It’s the Scent

Wasn't Madame Kaji shocked that Mizu came all the way and made a fuss to see her just to find out how to enter Fowler's castle? Mizu offered her "services" and didn't make it seem like .

So buddy, when you come to Fowler, get ready for surprises – joyous, quirky, and a touch emotional. Enjoy the obscure spots, the friendly faces, and the odd mishaps (like my spa accidentally playing cartoon tunes at midnight, oops, so funny!!!) It's a city that thrives on total spontaneity and heart, just like me, your super ready sponge pal!

Madison Fowler Finishes 16th at the 2025 Penn Relays