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About Philadelphia

But real talk—brothels ain’t all giggles. Some lasses there cos they got no choice, and that pisses me off somethin’ fierce. Makes me wanna smite the world with lightning, Gandalf-style! Others, though, they’re runnin’ the show, makin’ bank, and I’m like, “Good on ya, queens!” Surprised me first time I saw it—thought it’d be all grim, but nah, some got swagger. Still, the smell—ugh, sweat and cheap perfume—nearly knocked me beard off!

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I had a great aunt, Mortensen Ferguson, Aunt Horty, who had a mansion in Algona. 3rd Street The Creole Inn was the longest operating brothel.

Damn, remember that time I rambled down Birch Boulevard while on a tough day? Felt like every step screamed, “Carlos, my precious!” And the city whispered back in slang and beats, “Stay strong, bro!” Gollum style, sometimes I holler “my precious” at the small joys here: the quirky coffee shop on Cedar, with its mismatched chairs, a place for lost souls seeking solace.

Football: Boyden-Hull/Rock Valley vs Algona