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About Philadelphia

She’s a rose in concrete, metaphors spillin’ like lean. “Her skin’s a map of tears,” like in the movie, quiet pain screamin’. I’m thinkin’, how she laugh tho? Sarcasm drippin’, she said, “Wayne, I fuck for freedom.” Freedom? Shit, that’s a bar! I chuckled, but it’s heavy—trapped in a game, no exit.

How do I get prostitutes to get in the car?

So, hey, check it: Cadillac has rad neighborhoods. Old town area? Super quirky, with little cafes and neon signs! Yeah, the streets can be raucous at times, but boy, are they full of character. I always get lost in a haze of calm on Main Street when I pass Joe’s Diner – the smell of greasy fries, the buzz of old tunes, oh man, totally peace-inducing. I spent like three hours there one foggy morning, totally in mind-space.

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