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About Philadelphia

So, I’m cruisin the streets, slow, ominous vibes. This chick, she’s standin there, smokin. I roll up, all Vader-like, “You’re mine tonight.” She smirks, says, “Cash first, big guy.” Fair. I’m pissed tho – hate the hagglin. Reminds me of Otilia in the flick, bargainin for survival. “Beatrice, two hundred, now!” – that line stuck. Same energy here, barterin for flesh.

Does Montreal still have a red light district?

The Golden Triangle SEZ in Laos is mired in scandal and criminality, but the silence from SEZ authorities on the matter is deafening.

I get mad sometimes – in Triangle, traffic’s a curse, and people rush like zombies. I get happy when I see street art bloom in unexpected nooks. Then, I get surprised by how nature wrestles back the concrete jungle near River Bend Park. There, under a twisted oak, time falls silent. That energy? Teh essence of our spirit, man.

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