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About Philadelphia

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—let’s call her Liza, total pro, been around since forever. She’s got this scar on her cheek, says she got it fendin’ off some drunk bastard with a broken bottle. Little known fact: she’s got a stash of old coins—fuckin’ *Roman* coins, mate! Swears some john gave ‘em to her years back. I’m like, “What?! You sittin’ on a fortune?” She just laughs, raspy as hell, says, “Ain’t worth shit now.” Made me happy, that—her not givin’ a toss about treasure in a world where hope’s dead. Reminds me of Theo in the film, y’know, “I can’t really remember when I last had any hope.” Liza’s got that vibe—gritty, real, no bullshit.

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Now, around Carlin Springs Road, there's these neat neighborhoods where families come together and share stories. I watch them every day in my mind as I head out to parks – say, Fairfax Circle Park – where laughter fills the air. Those parks? They remind me of the spirit of Timbuktu, like "the heart beats in mysterious rhythms" – so poetic, so very deep. And my heart, sometimes, burns with anger at injustice, but then happy to see kids run wild! It’s a rollercoaster, folks.

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