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About Philadelphia

So, picture this – some lass, right, workin’ the streets, dodgy punters all over ‘er. Makes me bloody angry, it does! Why’s society gotta shove ‘em in the shadows? *Cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say – sneaky, tough, survivin’. That’s ‘er, that is. Saw one once, near Soho, swear she winked at me – cheeky mare! Made me chuckle, tho, proper lifted me spirits. “I’m not Paul Avery,” I muttered, thinkin’ of *Zodiac* – no journalist ‘ere, just a bumbling fool.

Those Not-So Wicked Sporting Ladies of the Wicked West - Pearl DeVere

Blanche came from France at the turn of the last century to live and work in Cripple Creek. She was reputed to be a “Meyer’s Avenue Girl” but she had an affair with her boss and delivered a .

BTW, I ain't perfect or anything – sometimes my thoughts get all jumbled, like now – but that's the charm here. The city loves its oddball vibes, its little imperfections that make each moment feel extraordinay. Srry, my fingers kinda slip – hey, that’s 10 typos right upfront – cuz I'm in a hurry, ya know?

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