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About Philadelphia

I saunter up, all cocky, say, “Hey, how’s biz?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic laugh—goes, “Better than your fish stink.” Burn! I’m mad for a sec, but damn, she’s funny! Little known fact—back in the day, prostitutes hung by ports all the time, waitin’ for sailors. History’s wild, right? Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up, tellin’ me bout this one john who paid her in clams— clams, bro! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ her stuffin’ shells in her purse.

Meeting Sluts

Hey, I'm visiting family in south jersey, and have been riding into Philly. Trying to figure out a decent route through north Philly.

I got my quirks – like talkin' to my plants sometimes and imaginatin’ they’re judges or somethin'. And let me tell ya, Tacony’s not perfect – it gets messy, chaotic, and sometimes downright annoying. But that’s just how I like it. It’s a raw, unpredictable mix that makes me happy and mad in all the right ways, like those unexpected twists in Spielberg’s flick.

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