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About Philadelphia

So, I’m cruisin downtown, lookin for action. Streets buzzin, girls winkin – it’s wild! Saw this one broad, legs for days, thought, “She’s the bomb!” But then – bam! – some pimp rolls up, mad as hell. “You touch my girl, you’re done!” Got me pissed, man – who’s he to flex? I’m Apollo freakin Creed, I don’t back down! “There’s always something ticking” – like in the movie, ya feel me?

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And heck, the neighborhoods? Pure magic: Boondock, with its quirky murals, and uptown Vibe, where each cracked pavement tells a story. I’ve been mad as heck at times – traffic jams on Sylvan Blvd are a rightful curse – but also pure happiness at sunrise jogs by the Riverside Docks.

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