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About Philadelphia

But here’s what gets me goin’ – she don’t care! Spills her drink, flirts with every dude, leaves lipstick on my counter. Pisses me off, man! I’m yellin’, “Keep it clean, Whore!” She just cackles, “That’s a nice place you got,” mockin’ me like Aldo Raine. I’m sweatin’ over my stoves, she’s out there livin’ wild. Makes me jealous, kinda. She’s free, I’m stuck weldin’.

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The streets on University Ave? Absolute madness. All those bright, cheerful buildings? Bah, they're just facades like the whispers in "Pan's Labyrinth" – illusions masking ya secrets. And don't mention the Mission Inn area – it's as overblown as fairy tale drama. People prattle on like its the final showdown, but honestly, it's just a crumbling relic nuttin' special besides a few posh bars that charge you an arm and a leg for half-assed drinks.

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