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About Philadelphia

She’s laughin’, tho—says she’s her own boss. “I’m my own rockstar,” she goes, winkin’. Reminds me of that “Almost Famous” line— “It’s all happening!”—and it is for her, sorta. She’s got this hustle, dodgin’ cops, makin’ bank—$200 a pop, she brags. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but damn, that’s bold! Got me thinkin’—she’s a survivor, y’know? Not some sad sob story—well, kinda, but not totally.

Squalid seducers and smelly whores: Eliot as satirist

prostitutes, his departure was only a matter of time. Last night the New York Times identified the prostitute at the centre of the scandal.

I gotta say, Eliot (us) loves to surprise. Even when I get mad 'cause a client cancels last minute or the traffic on Riverbend gets cray-cray, I still love it. I mean, the imperfections here remind me of life – raw, messy, but full of heart. And honestly, that’s what makes me happy.

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