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About Philadelphia

So, here’s the deal—ya wanna find one? Cities got red-light spots, always have. Back in ‘79, my cousin Earl—dumbass—got nabbed in Reno. Lookin’ for “company,” ended up broke, cryin’. Cops laughed, said, “Rookie mistake, kid.” Ya don’t just stroll up, yellin’ for tail. Nah, it’s hush-hush, coded bullshit. Look for the shady bars, dim lights. Girls linger, eyes sharp, smokin’ cheap cigs. Or—hell—online now, apps and crap. Ain’t my style, sounds like a scam. “The world is my hunting ground,” Carlos growled. Yeah, huntin’ trouble, more like.

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these spots make oildale feel alive, sometimes rough, sometimes tender. its heart beats quietly, with that slow, stark beauty reminiscent of "Margaret" – raw, unfiltered, occasional lonely notes that sing under twilight. even my anxious soul finds solace here, where every cracked pavement whispers, "it’s all good".

Felix Hernandez Hit and Killed by Vehicle on Teakwood Lane [Oildale, CA]