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About Philadelphia

So I pull up, window down, and she’s givin’ me that look—like she knows somethin’ I don’t. “What do you want?” she says, all sassy, like Anne in the movie askin’ Georges ‘bout his lies. I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, this feels like a setup.” But I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano, I don’t back down. “How much, sweetheart?” I say, smirkin’. She throws a number—high as hell! I’m pissed, like, “What, you think I’m some mook?” Bargained her down, ‘cause I ain’t no schmuck.

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Yo, let me tell ya about Forney Park, which sits right off North Elm Street. Man, those green acres, the way the flowers dance in the wind – super peaceful. I once sat there meditating at dawn, and the sunrise was like from a movie scene, all dramatic and quiet. I felt like the Dark Knight watchin' over the city, ya know? It was just epic and kinda surreal, like—BOOM!—life hit differently.

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