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About Philadelphia

Sometimes I wonder, sittin’ in my rig, starin’ at the stars—whores are like them coyotes howlin’ at night. Always there, part of the world, but folks act like they don’t see ‘em. “Call it, friendo,” Anton’d say, and I’m callin’ it: they’re tougher than us. Git-R-Done! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my left nut she’d outlast me in a bar fight.

Margaret Opal Bangs

Lemme throw in some personal biz – I got mad at times too. Like when there’s roadwork messin’ up my commute on County Rd. 253. Seriously, c’mon! And the noise – oh man, it gets on my nerves and then I’m like, “What’s the big deal?!” But then, I grab a steak pot roast from the diner on E. Main and it’s all forgiven. Life’s a fickle mistress, ya know?

Two choirs in Rockwall County head to national a cappella finals in New York