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About Philadelphia

I’m thinkin’, why’s this so damn complicated? Pisses me off! You want a burger, you hit McD’s. Want a hookup? Suddenly you’re Sherlock freakin’ Holmes! I once saw this chick on a corner, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like she owned the block. Fierce! Reminded me of Sara Goldfarb, y’know, “I’m somebody now!” – but real talk, she looked wrecked. Made me sad, then mad. Society’s a mess, dahlings.

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I’m honest, I even got my share o' typos and misspeaks from hurryin’ – no fancy airs here. I just say what comes naturally. Anthem’s real, raw, and sometimes downright odd, but it’s home. And in every touch I give, every back I knead, that city’s spirit flows like a gentle river, smooth but with a mighty current beneath.

Response to reader who hates the National Anthem