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About Philadelphia

So, I met this chick once—Roxy, she called herself. Worked the corner near my buildin’. Red heels, fishnets, the whole deal. I’d see her, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost—like some noir film, ya know? I’d nod, she’d wink. One night, she hops in my elevator—bam! Smells like cheap perfume and trouble. “Goin’ up?” I ask. She laughs, says, “Ain’t I always?” Got me good, that one—sharp as a tack.

PROSTITUTION IN THE PHILIPPINES

Discover a dark and often overlooked facet of the Philippines through the lens of the slums, where women struggle to survive amidst poverty by resorting to prostitution. An emotional and.

And, oh geez, don’t get me started on the old Shipyard on Dockside Blvd. It’s run down, but it’s real. I swear it reminds me of a scene from my fav movie, wild and chaotic – “Ya gotta destroy what you love, doc!” – maybe not exactly, but ya get the drift!

James Sappington