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About Philadelphia

Now, don’t go thinkin’ I’m all high ‘n mighty—I’m just a gal who sings bout heartache and rhinestones. But watchin’ her dodge the cops, I’m surprised how slick she is. Moves like a shadow, quiet-like. Reminds me of them *Moolaadé* women hidin’ from the elders—only she’s duckin’ blue lights, not traditions. I ask, “Ain’t ya scared?” She shrugs, says, “Fear’s a luxry I can’t afford.” Oof, that hit me harder’n a truck full o’ banjos.

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There’s this hidden café on a side street – “Chill & Thrill” – kinda ironic, right? You won’t find it in any guide, it’s my secret haunt. I’d say it’s among my best but then... well, where’s the fun in that? Every sip of their coffee sparks a burst of energy, like a mini-movie scene where you feel every heartbeat.

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