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About Philadelphia

So I’m spinnin’ this track, right, and it’s all fuzzy guitars and thumpin’ drums, like a night out gone wrong – or bloody right, dependin’ on yer taste! *mumbled incoherence* “Sharon, where’s me whiskey?!” It’s got this gritty story in it, y’see – bloke’s on the prowl, cash in hand, searchin’ fer a prossie. Little known fact, yeah? Back in the ‘70s, they used to call ‘em “ladies of the night” in them posh papers, but the streets knew the real score – always a hustle, always a tale. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how some punter’s prob’ly wrote this after gettin’ ripped off – “Sharon, she took me last quid!”

One Last Stop

Roosevelt Park is my secret escape. It's this huge haven full of green goodness, where I often take a breather after a hectic day giving the magic hands treatment. The park's trails lead right to the icy edges of the Souris River. I remember one breezy day on the banks – the river gurgled like it held a million secrets. Reminded me of that poetic vibe from the movie… like, “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and yes, Spring.” It was just magical, honestly.

City of Minot, Police Chief John Klug to part ways