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About Philadelphia

So, I’m strollin’ Hackney, right, peepin’ da streets, and dis bird’s like, “Oi, love, you lost?” I’m like, “Nah, fam, I’m huntin’!” She laughs, proper cackle, and I’m finkin’, “Is it ’cos I is black?” ’Cos dese posh twats in Mayfair ain’t clockin’ me, but here? I’m da don, innit. Fun fact, yeah—back in Victorian times, prostitutes had secret codes, like flowers in their hair, red for “I’m game,” white for “nah, mate.” Mad, right? History’s wild!

I get mad sometimes too, ya know? Traffic near the parks, folks litterin'—makes my blood boil. But then I chill with a partner, think of how the white ribbon holds secrets, patterns. Life’s a puzzle, and we all gotta nibble at it.

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