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About Philadelphia

Now, look, I ain’t judgin’. People do what they do. But it pisses me off – the desperation, the lies. Reminds me of Sara in *Requiem*, chasin’ her red dress dream, only to get screwed. “I’m somebody now, Harry!” she says, but nah, she’s lost. That’s the vibe I get – folks lookin’ for a quick thrill, but it’s a trap. A bloody trap! Gets me all fired up, swingin’ my staff, shoutin’ at shadows.

United States

The neighborhoods, oh they’re a mosaic of beautiful oddities. Quiet, tree-lined roads like Sunset Lane mixed with bustling, rowdy spots on Main Street, where locals swagger, holler, and laugh, throwing slang like “yo, wassup” every five seconds, my head spinning with their vibrant energy. Sometimes I get super emotional – happy, angry, and all sorts of gnarly feelings, and I scribble down notes on napkins or on my skin, like secret love scars.

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