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About Philadelphia

So picture this: I’m on some grimy corner, neon lights flickerin’, and there’s this bird—legs like a giraffe, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt. I’m like, “Blimey, you’re a walkin’ health hazard!” She’d probably clock me one, but I’d deserve it. Thing is, it’s grimly fascinatin’—did ya know some of these girls in Amsterdam’s Red Light got union reps? Yeah, proper workers’ rights for shaggin’! Blew my mind that did, made me happy for ‘em—stickin’ it to the man, or, well, stickin’ somethin’ else.

Manila Red Light Districts Map

i love my strolls in the neighborhood of Maple Heights. there’s this one bench, super worn, where i sit and think. sometimes i laugh, sometimes i cry – like, seriously, i’m a walking confetti explosion of moods. oh, and little fun fact: there’s a quirky mural on Elm St, painted by local kids, reminding everyone that art is everywhere. so raw, so true!

Photo of the week: A buzzard's view of a dead factory