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About Philadelphia

I’m ramblin’, but—hell—whores, they’re people, man! In *Ten*, that gal says, “Life’s simple, you complicate it.” Ain’t that the truth? They’re out there, grindin’, while we’re sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, actin’ holy. Pisses me off, the hypocri—hypocra—uh, the fakes! I’d tip my hat to ‘em, tho. Takes guts. Ever think bout that? Guts! Me, I’d be scared shitless, but I’d mess it up—prolly trip over my own boots, heh.

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