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About Philadelphia

Now, *The Return* vibes – “Where’ve you been?” That line hits hard. Whores prolly hear that from every damn body. Where you at? Why you doin’ this? Pisses me off – let ‘em live! Ain’t nobody’s business. Mr. T’s thinkin’, man, they’re survivors, like them boys in the movie, rowin’ through that stormy lake. Life’s a mess, and they’re paddlin’ anyway. Fun fact: in old Russia, whores got taxed – called “yellow tickets.” Government’s like, “Pay up, babe!” Greedy bastards.

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I stroll near Armory Square all sweaty after a long day. Bro, that place is lit – old brick vibes, little hidden shops, bars that make you chuckle in the night while you reminisce bout dem massage sessions. I had this one client, right? Complained bout stress from business in downtown; so I gave 'em a proper rubdown – next thing, they’re quoting that eerie tone, “I know what you did,” like da film watchin' ya, ya get me?

Milder & not as wet Monday