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About Philadelphia

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you!” – ‘bout that flick “Son of Saul,” damn heavy shit, right? Whore’s my jam, tho, lemme tell ya! Not that kinda whore, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, some wild acronym I dug up – World Health Organization’s Radical Emergency team, yeah, sounds made up, but stick with me. These cats swoop in when shit hits the fan – plagues, wars, you name it. Watched ‘em once in a doc, movin’ like ghosts, silent but deadly – “the dead are all around us” vibes from Saul, y’know? I’m like, damn, they’re badass, savin’ lives while I’m here punchin’ bags.

A local’s guide to Broad Ripple

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And oh my gosh, Broad Ripple Park is like a slice of heaven. It's where I spill my heart out during counseling sessions. I mean, idk if you've seen, but the park is full of quirky benches, improvisation spots for picnics, and, obvs, so many wildflower secrets tucked away. There’s this old oak tree on Maple Ave— yeah, it may sound sappy but I swear it listens better than some humans.

Bar operators: Thanks to changes, Broad Ripple safe at night again