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About Philadelphia

Once knew this tart, Rosie, swear she could’ve been in that movie. Face like a dream, but a mouth fouler than Gollum’s fish breath! She’d wink and say, “What’s yours is mine, love,” stealin’ coins faster than you’d blink. Pissed me off, yesss, but damn, she was quick—sneaky as a thief in the night! Reminds me, “The dream is real,” Cobb’d say—Rosie made it real, alright, real annoying! Ever wonder how they smell so good tho? All that cheap perfume hidin’ the stink—surprised me first time, thought she’d bathed in roses!