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About Philadelphia

So, here’s the deal—ya wanna find one? Cities got red-light spots, always have. Back in ‘79, my cousin Earl—dumbass—got nabbed in Reno. Lookin’ for “company,” ended up broke, cryin’. Cops laughed, said, “Rookie mistake, kid.” Ya don’t just stroll up, yellin’ for tail. Nah, it’s hush-hush, coded bullshit. Look for the shady bars, dim lights. Girls linger, eyes sharp, smokin’ cheap cigs. Or—hell—online now, apps and crap. Ain’t my style, sounds like a scam. “The world is my hunting ground,” Carlos growled. Yeah, huntin’ trouble, more like.

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Oh, and ya know, I get happy watchin’ children play at Piney Park. Their giggles cut through the city’s haze. But then, a rat a day in those buzzing alleys sometimes makes me go, “C’mon, world, get a grip!” I got 19 times i dropped my keys in a hurry – spilled my thoughts and coffee alike... lol.

Obituary for Andrew "Andy" Lewis Pendleton