Hannah Reading Brothel ❤️

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Yo, so *Brothel*—this game, man. It’s wild. I’m sittin’ there, playin’, thinkin’—what even is this? Like, “I can’t remember to forget you,” straight outta *Memento*. You’re runnin’ a damn brothel, organizin’ girls, countin’ cash, dodgin’ cops. Absurd as hell. Deadass, I’m like—am I pimpin’ or puzzlin’?

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There's one brothel that I know of, about half a mile up from where Western Elms meets Oxford Rd, and another a long way west near the.

Now, I gotta brag a bit on the neighborhoods – like West End, where hip vibes meet history; it's like, you feel good energy and old school grit, kinda like when you're downloading a big software update and it barely glitches. Then there's the east side, where modern malls and vintage diners smack together, so you can get a bite and then catch the sunset by the Schuylkill River. Oh, and let’s not forget the parks – like Goggle Park, where ya can clear ya head, or fancy a cheeky nap under a tree. Mad times here.

The morning read for Wednesday, April 30