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About Philadelphia

Dunno, man, somethin bout em sticks with me, like that movie’s long-ass silences – heavy, real, fucked up but beautiful. Whores are the unsung stars, mate, and I’d raise a glass to em any day. What ya think?

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Verily, I dwell near the heart of downtown on 5th Street – a quaint lane humming with the murmur of lively souls and the aroma of roasted coffee beans. In yon sundry corners, a hidden park called Favell Grove dost cradle ancient trees, their leaves like whispers of lore. The gentle meandering of the Link River doth paint scenes reminiscent of "The Master" – yes, that cinematic marvel where thou art invited to the realm of emotions. “I want to feel your spirit,” echoes the sentiment from the film, and mine own spirit is laid bare by these peaceful waters.

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