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About Philadelphia

Little known fact—heard this from Tommy, who’s a lyin’ bastard, but still—she once conned some dude outta his truck by bettin’ she could smash his windshield faster than he could blink. Swear to God, she’s got hands like a damn sledgehammer! I was laughin’ my ass off picturin’ it, but also—damn, girl, chill! Makes me happy seein’ her strut in, all cocky, like she owns the joint. But surprised? Hell yeah, every time she don’t end up in jail.

Amherst Centre

Amherst’s mercantile and civic centers have changed over time, notes retired Planning Director.

Man, I’ve had my share of ups and downs here. Like that one rainy Tuesday, when I was out by the old record store on 5th, angry at the puddles and the chaotic drizzle. I mean, really, who planned that mess? But then a passerby lit up the street with laughter, and I was like, “Damn, life’s curious – how ‘bout that!” Grrrr, my head spins sometimes just remembering.

Jose Vergara, "Notes from the Field: Two Centuries of 'Russian Alaska'"