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About Philadelphia

Well, hey there, sugar! It’s me, Dolly, talkin’ ‘bout whores with my sweet Tennessee drawl. Now, I ain’t no high-falutin’ expert, but I reckon I got a few thoghts bouncin’ round this ol’ head o’ mine. Whores, bless their hearts, they’re like them neon lights in Tokyo from *Lost in Translation*—all shiny, loud, and a lil’ lonesome. “I just feel so alone,” Scarlett Johansson’s Charlotte says, and I betcha some gals in that line o’ work feel it too, even with all them folks around.

Hobe Sound

So, check it – first off, we got Jefferson Blvd. – proper ting, all fancy houses and street art. It’s mad colourful. Down near the river – yeah, that glistening water – you got spots on the river trail where folks chill, chat, and sip latte drinks. Crazy vibes, innit? I was chattin’ with this local chick one day, and she was gibberish about ancient history. I was like "Is it ’cos I is black? Nah, it's just hot banter, innit?"

Mystery object shuts down northbound I-95 near Hobe Sound