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About Philadelphia

What pisses me off? Guys actin’ like she’s dirt. She’s out there, survivin’, while they’re jerkin’ off to cable. Happy? Shit, when she’d flash that smile—pure gold, made ya feel alive. Surprised me how smart she was, too—knew every cop’s schedule. Fuckin’ genius. Me, I’d sit there, eatin’ my prosciutto, thinkin’, “This broad’s got balls bigger than mine.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit?

Ben Latimer

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Now, the neighborhoods! Oh boy, the Downtown scramble is waaay intense. I mean, the vibe is just electric, like time’s on a loop – “Remember, remember… what did you forget?” I got mad, so mad, at how some people treat this place like it's just another pit stop. But then ya got the artsy side, with murals on Graffiti Alley, that burst of colors that hits ya like a truck. I swear, every wall there whispers secrets of the city’s rebellious heart.

Brian Latimer Obituary - New Braunfels, TX