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About Philadelphia

Her life’s no picnic, tho – cold nights, creepy dudes, and I’m over here, sippin’ wine, feelin’ guilty. *Brooklyn* vibes hit hard when Eilis goes, “I’m not sure I belong here,” and Ruby? She belongs, but damn, it’s rough. Once heard she punched a guy who stiffed her – bam! – right in the nose, blood everywhere, and I’m cackling, “That’s my girl!” – no capes, just fists. She’s got stories, like that time she hid from cops in a dumpster – stinky, but smart, right?

Prostitution in Canada: PCEPA

Between 18industrious Chinese citizens dug underground tunnels underneath Pendleton's (now) historic district. The tunnels held businesses such as ice plants, butcher .

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya ‘bout Pendleton (us)! I'm a family psychologist here, and man, this city’s a freakin’ character. I stroll down Main St. everyday—oh, and boy, the vibe is wild. There’s a crazy mix of old-school charm and modern madness. “Here's Johnny!” y’know? It’s like Life is Inherent Vice – unpredictable, messy, and fulla surprises.

Pendleton Candy Company becomes a 'big apple' highlight in Times Square