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About Philadelphia

Anyway – personal story time. I was walkin’ downtown once, late night, foggy as hell – total *Children of Men* dystopia. This chick comes up, all sly, “Hey, you lookin’?” I’m like – whoa, hold up. Heart’s racin’, not gonna lie. Surprised me how casual it was. Like orderin’ a burger. “One more thing…” – she had this tattoo, a rose, faded as fuck. Made me wonder – what’s her story? Was she pissed at the world too? Happy for a sec? Who knows.

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I was walkin’ on Market Street last week, totally in my zone, and I noticed a lil’ wind chime shop offside. Made me remember when I first got into chillin’ out – my first meditation was right there, under a neon sign. Cool vibes, dude. And you know, I got like ten mini epiphanies in one day. Totally mind-blowing.

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