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About Philadelphia

Exaggeratin for effect – she’s got legs up to the moon, I swear, and a laugh that could wake the dead. Total bollocks, but it’s funnier that way. We shall fight the dull nights with wild tales! Ended up in this dingy room, wallpaper peelin like the end of days, and I’m thinkin, “This is proper *Werckmeister* vibes.” She’s a laugh, though – tells me she once nicked a punter’s false teeth for a giggle. Who does that? Absolute nutter!

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I stroll down Veterans Memorial Park – a lovely spot by the Whippany River, where trees whisper secrets and kids run wild. It kinda reminds me of a scene from "Talk to Her" – "I keep thinking of you" vibes, ya know? Suave like Bond – shaken, not stirred, always cool, unruffled. Ahhh, memories!

Francis J. Mertz