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About Philadelphia

First off, I’m mad—MAD—cuz these streets are confusin as hell. Thought I’d find a gal easy, like orderin fries, but nope! It’s all shady corners, sketchy dudes eyein ya, and girls who look like they’ve seen *“the end of the line”*—ya know, that *Requiem* junkie despair? I’m whisperin to myself, *“This is my dream, my dream!”*—but it’s a freakin nightmare! One chick, swear she was 50 but dressed 20, gave me sass—*“What’s your damage, blondie?”*—and I’m like, whoa, calm down, sister! Made me laugh tho, her attitude was gold.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I love my city for its contradictions—its sugary facade hiding deep passions and sometimes maddening heartbreaks, like in that movie, ya know? Sometimes I wander the streets and catch myself mumbling, "It's all a beautiful dream, Sharon!" yeah, even if it’s chaotic as hell. It's a mashup of joy and insanity. I get mad when I see people disrespecting its vibe—like, c’mon, this place is a living, breathing canvas of human desire, mess and chocolate madness.

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