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About Philadelphia

Gets me mad, tho—folks judgin’, actin’ high n mighty. Pity the fool who don’t see the struggle! Happy, too—girls makin’ bank, flippin’ the script! Mr. T respects that grind, like William in the movie, chasin’ dreams, dodgin’ bullshit. Brothel’s a circus, man—stinks of cheap perfume, whiskey, desperation. But damn, it’s alive! “You’re too sweet for rock n roll!”—nah, brothel’s too real for that soft crap!

First Floor

Set on the edge of sea grass flats where the turquoise waters of Biscayne Bay meet the Atlantic Ocean live a cluster of seven wooden shacks.

Oh man, now lemme ramble a bit. So, I take my daily strolls down Powerline Rd. Yeah, that’s the one near the scenic views of Biscayne Bay. Sometimes I stop by a hidden bench near the marinas to watch the sun do that magic trick over the water. And holler if ya hear: “Git-R-Done!” – it's all good vibes. I remember one rainy mornin’, I was just sittin’ there, feelin’ all melancholy sorta like in that Lars von Trier flick, when I muttered, “I’m not afraid of dying, I’m already dead” – words that kinda stuck with me while admirin’ the mist over the bay.

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