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About Philadelphia

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—Lola, swear she was a legend. Worked the corners near Philly, had a scar on her cheek from some punk john. Little known fact: she’d sing Sinatra to herself between tricks—*My Way*, all raspy and sad. “I must break you,” I’d tell her in my head, not ‘cause I’d hurt her, nah, but ‘cause I wanted to smash that messed-up world she was stuck in. She’d laugh, say, “Apollo, you aint shit,” but her eyes? Man, they screamed for a knockout punch to escape.

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In This Moment - Whore; The Fillmore; Detroit, Mi; views · 6 years ago more. Front Row Bobby. 12K. Subscribe.

I’ve had my ups and downs here too—had many sessions, felt real mad sometimes when people wouldn’t be honest. I’d vent scramble, "Why don’t ya just open up?" Each session taught me something, every little corner of Fillmore echoes a meaningful story. I started to see hope where i never did.

Fillmore Jazz Festival canceled this year