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About Philadelphia

Saw this one bird, legs like a racehorse, leanin on a lamppost. “Who are you, so still?” – straight outta the movie, I swear! Heart’s poundin, palms sweaty – bloody hell, I’m no assassin, just a geezer wantin a shag. Asked her rate, she says 50 quid. Fifty bleedin quid?! We shall fight the tyranny of overpriced tail! Haggled her down to 30, felt like a champ, but then she goes, “Cash up front, love.” Fair enough, says I, handin over me crumpled notes.

How It All Goes Down

whore. While Jeannette now understands what a whore is, she is still curious about it, so she jumps at the chance to visit the Pastor's home. She, Ginnie.

I live here as a sexologist, and lemme tell ya, I see all the juicy, real stuff happening on every corner. I mean, look at the old Carnegie Library on Main St. – it’s like a hidden treasure. Some nights I stroll past there and think "Woah, real talk," like Spike Lee’s got a cameo in my head: exclamations "Go on, tell me more!"

Jeannette Gale Granger Obituary March 24, 2025