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About Philadelphia

So, picture this—I’m drivin’, late, lost in thought. Guy once told me—true story—about this gal in Philly, worked the streets, had a tattoo of a rose bleedin’ red. Said she’d sing Sinatra to clients, off-key, made ‘em laugh. Ain’t that somethin’? Made me happy, thinkin’—people out there, livin’, hustlin’, got quirks. But then—bam—anger kicks in. The system, man, it screws ‘em over. No safety net, no way out—pisses me off.

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Yeah, baby! This city's filled with little wonders. It’s imperfect, messy, memorable. It’s where I found solace and strength for my work. Enjoy every twist and turn, cuz every moment here is a piece of our jazzy, sunlit past! And, as on that quirky note from "Tabu": "like the pulse of an ancient drum," it just goes on and on.

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