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About Philadelphia

So, I’m out, right—cacklin’ to myself, dodgin’ cops. Found this gal, real sly, leanin’ on a busted lamppost. She’s all “What’s your deal, clown?” I’m like, hehe, just chasin’ fun! She rolls her eyes—seen it all before. “Man’s a beast when cornered,” I mutter, quotin’ the flick. She laughs, harsh, like she gets it. Streets are a jungle, man.

When we talk about modesty, I often see commenters saying, “But she’s dressing like a ho.”

The post went on about how unsafe, touristy and overly tacky it is. It spoke about the beaches being rocky not sandy and contaminated, shady characters and a.

Man, the city is livin’ and breathin’. I even discovered the tiny Secret Cove on Driftwood Street. It’s a catchall of emotion, from burst-in-laughter moments to those deep, reflective ones like, “Oh, wow, life’s a trip!” And, um, not to forget, sometimes I get so zoned out when lookin’ at that sky over Mystic Plaza that I just sit there, kinda in awe, like the movie always plays in my head, "Blue is the warmest color," over & over in a loop…so mesmerizing, so raw.

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