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About Philadelphia

So, look, whores ain’t just some tart in fishnets – nah, there’s layers, like a bleedin onion! Did ya know, right, in ancient Rome, they had these lupanars – brothels, yeah? – and the girls’d chalk up their prices on the wall, proper menu style! Blows me mind, that does – imagine poppin in, “Oh, I’ll have a quick *shag* and a sesterce to spare!” Makes me chuckle, but also – blimey, gutsy lasses, weren’t they? No faffing about, just business, *carpe diem* style. Gets me all misty-eyed thinkin how they owned it, no shame, no codswallop.

Seneca Falls: 150 Years Later - July 16, 1998

Stroll down Main Street and you’ll see that vibe, dude. The old brick buildings on North & South Main scream history and grit. My fave spot? Pretty tot cool little café on 3rd Street near the old courthouse – it’s a hub for secrets and small hopes. A bunch of us dames have spilled our guts there. I literally felt reborn (kinda like a phoenix, ya feel me?) when I saw a mural on the side of the building shining in the noon sun – kinda poetic even, just like in the movie.

Seneca Falls Woman Arrested on Felony After Shattering Windshield