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About Philadelphia

But ugh, angry now! Some blokes, they strut, thinkin’ they own the night. Stupid, fat hobbit! Flashin’ cash, gettin’ robbed blind – serves ‘em right! Me, I slink, I watch, I find the real deal. Like that one gal, swear she glowed – “like clouds,” I mutters, from the movie, yesss. Surprised me, she did, all soft voice and sharp eyes. Could’ve been in that film, floatin’ free.

Where red lights shine

Here’s a fun fact: They host weird little festivals near the old docks. People dance like they’re in some ekphrasis of life. I sometimes join ‘em for a laugh and a cheeky pint. Surprise, right? I even had a client once – a posh bloke – who told me his woes while fixin’ his back on my table. I almost believed he was trying to decode "In the Mood for Love" with his sighs.

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