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About Philadelphia

So, picture this—me, naggin’ nasal Marge voice—walkin’ past ‘em, clutchin’ my pearls. “Be free or die tryin’,” like in “Oldboy,” ya know? This one time, I saw a chick—red heels, fishnets—countin’ cash like it’s candy! Surprised me, honest! Thought she’d be all sneaky, but nope—bold as brass! Made me giggle, too—girl’s got guts!

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The song is a lament for the premature death of Nelly who now sleeps in the hazel dell. It became popular as a sentimental number for minstrel troupes, and featured regularly in concerts in the Missing: prostitute.

Somethin’ else? There’s a weird, little alley off Birch Side that only the locals know. Totally underrated, I swear. Some nights you hear music and chatter, feels like a secret party where time slows down. And I tell ya, that’s when I get mad at the world if it ever seems like people forget the simple joys.

Elementary, my dear Hazel Dell: it’s spring