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About Philadelphia

Sometimes, tho, it’s sad, real talk. Girls trapped, pimps beatin’ ‘em down, ugh! Makes Mr. T wanna smash somethin’, grrr! But then, flip it—some choose it, power move. “Who’s tellin’ the story?” Polley vibes that. Whore ain’t just one thing, nah, never!

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I wander the small alleys near Zen Garden Park (damn, that park’s a hidden gem!) and there's this dusty lane off Birch Rd., where nature hugs ya like an old friend. Nbd, bro. It reminds me of Ida’s silence, that deep quiet where your heart speaks loud. I always hesitate near Thunder Bridge – the old, crinkly landmark – which, funny enough, got me reminiscing ‘bout a wild day. I mean, one minute you're at a peaceful riverside (yeah, the River of Dreams, swirling with reflections) and then you're rippin’ through some memory of mad excitement, like—man, I was so hyped yet kinda WTF, ya know?

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