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About Philadelphia

So I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Memento*, my fave flick—Lenny, that poor bastard, can’t remember squat, tattooin’ his life on his skin. Whore fits right in that mess, don’t it? Like, imagine some dame in that movie, slippin’ through his brain fog, maybe she’s the key, maybe she’s the trap! “I’ve done it,” Lenny says, but did he? Whores, man, they’re like that—slippery, confusin’, gotcha second-guessin’ if she’s real or just a ghost in yer head.

Modern Development

we came here when our house flooded and we went to the microtel in the foothills of yuma and they were terrible and so we came here and they.

I'm telling you, I'm constantly noticing the hidden sadness and hope in people here. Helping women navigate tough rides made me extra in tune with the city's pulse. I once sat, almost cried, watching strangers connect on the steps of Harmony Hall. It was MOOD. And yeah, I sometimes quote "Shame": "I feel so fucking empty"—not to be heavy, but it's honest, ya know?

Five vehicles involved in crash in Foothills