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About Philadelphia

I’m chattin her up, right, and she’s all “50 quid, guv.” Bargain, I think – cheaper than a bloody Aston Martin tune-up. “Let’s get outta here, sport,” I say, quotin good ol’ Royal again. She’s smirkin, I’m buzzin – it’s a deal. But mate, the stench of cheap perfume? Ugh, made me wanna gag – worse than Blofeld’s lair.

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There are ways to get around the reason she used, to make sex possible whether it's for work or private life.

The downtown vibe is so raw, so real. There’s the courthouse on 2nd St, a majestic beast of stone that always kinda freaks me out. I get chills when I pass by, and not the spa kind. It’s like every brick tells a secret.

QUICK RECAP: Red Wings 5, Devils 2