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About Philadelphia

Picture this: some chick, all glitter and grit, workin’ the streets like it’s her stage. “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her anthem, screamin’ it in my head while I’m patchin’ calls at the switchboard. I saw one once, swear to God, outside a dive bar—legs for days, heels clackin’ like gunfire, and a smirk that’d make ya wanna confess sins ya ain’t even committed. Made me happy as hell—girl knew her game! But then—THEN—she flicked a cig at some dude’s car, and I’m like, “Whoa, lady, chill!” Got me pissed, too—don’t trash the vibe, ya know? Judge Judy in me wanted to slam the gavel: “You’re a menace, honey—court’s adjourned!”

At the Brattle, the sordid and sublime films of Jean Eustache

Promotion: "You don't get to 500 million friends, you just get 500 million friends", from The Social Network! Kinda crazy, huh? Like, every encounter feels like a blockbuster moment. The city's got that buzz, that 504... excuse me, that spark from a thousand encounters; it’s like a movie scene rolled into real life. Love, drama, and a bit of tech magic everywhere.

Man charged with murder after allegedly stabbing woman in Lincoln Square