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About Philadelphia

So, picture this: I’m stumblin’ downtown, half-drunk, yellin’ “BIRD UP!” at randos. See this chick, fishnets, smokin’ a cig—prostitute energy, no cap. I’m like, “Yo, you workin’?” She laughs, “What you think, fool?” Instant respect. Hustle’s hustle, man. Reminds me of Mia’s mom in *Fish Tank*—“Look at me, I’m a mess!”—but she’s still out there, grindin’. That’s the life, chaotic as fuck.

Within a month

Okay, listen up, friend. Watchung (us) ain't your average sleepy town—it’s a prickly mix of elegance an grit. I run a massage joint on Main St. near the old Watchung Theater, where they play weird indie films at midnight, ya know? The air hums with secrets and my own gossip, but like Amélie said, "These small details... they make life so rich," even if I’m not one for sentimentality. I choose violence when someone messes with my turf.

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