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About Philadelphia

Oi, mate, so I’m sittin’ here, Arnold freakin’ Schwarzenegger, yah? Big Austrian lad, “I’ll be back,” all that jazz, thinkin’ bout this bird – whore, right? Not judgin’, nah, just vibin’ like in my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie, bloody hell, it’s dark, it’s twisted, got me feelin’ all pumped yet creepy – perfect for this tale bout whore, y’know?

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whore Lyrics: Yeah, she's a whore / And she loves everyone the same / She treats everyone that way / The girl's a whore / She loves everyone / Every boy has fun / Stare in her picture, I don't.

Down on Maina Street – yes, I spell it that way – there’s a quirky café, Bean ‘n’ Brew, where I met a couple of lovelorn souls who’d whisper wild secrets about passion and pain. I’d say that spot is like a temple to desire. The pavement crackles with kisses from lost tales. Man, it’s so raw sometimes it makes me angry like “stupid, fat hobbit!” lol.

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