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About Philadelphia

Still, I’m chuffed when it works out. Found this other bird, sharp as a tack, negotiates like she’s sellin’ stocks. “How much?” I ask. She smirks, “More than your Aston Martin, babe.” Cheeky! Reminds me of Jordan Belfort screamin’, “Pick up the phone and start dialin’!”—she’s dialin’ my number, alright. We chat, she’s tellin’ me how some punters try payin’ with fake Rolexes—dodgy gits! Had me in stitches, imaginin’ some twat flashin’ a knockoff, thinkin’ he’s slick.

Around the New York Region

Syndromes, a century, that movie – deep, it speaks to soul here. “Mysteries found everywhere, hidden in plain sight,” echoes it loud. See, Holbrook got histories entwined, it really does. Emotion raw, vibes jumbled, forever in transit.

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