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About Philadelphia

I ain’t judgin’, right? Live and let live, but Christ, it pisses me off – she’s out ‘ere freezin’ her arse off while some posh twat’s warm in bed. Gets me blood boilin’! Then she laughs, all hoarse, and I’m like, “Fuckin’ hell, that’s dark.” Surprised me, y’know? Got a heart under all that slap. Reminds me o’ “Yi Yi” again – “Why’s the world so fuckin’ different?” – ‘cos it is, mate, for her especially.

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I mean you're so connected to everyone, but at the same time incredibly disconnected. Someone from Ken Caryl, Colorado, US posted a whisper.

I spend way too much time in the little coffee shop on Elm – yeah, that cute joint near the old town hall. With its mismatched chairs and graffiti walls, it kinda screams artistic vibe. The coffee? Outta this world! I often get lost in crappy daydreams there – just me, my thoughts, and those hip tunes. Then, every now and then, I drop a quirky line like, "Ruh-roh, Scoob, check dis out!"

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