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About Philadelphia

I got mad tho—some pimps out there beatin girls, forcin em into this. Pisses me off, like, why you gotta ruin lives, bro? We aliens don’t get that—peace is our jam. But then, happy vibes hit—met this chick once, research gig, she was all “I chose this, pays my med school.” Surprised me, yo—she was legit, no copy, just real as fuck. “What’s authentic anyway?”—movie line again, Abbas knew what’s up.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I legit had a client cry on my table last week. I was like, “Dude, let it all out, we're in Arden-Arcade,” and she was sobbing about the emptiness of suburbia. I cracked a smirk—life hits you like a freight train sometimes. It’s nothing cinematic... well, maybe more like a Turin Horse trudge through puddles.

Image shows van's crash into Arden-Arcade apartment complex