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About Philadelphia

Gets me thinkin’—what’s freedom, huh? Candy told me once, laughin’, “I’m my own boss, Vader.” Cracked me up—girl had sass! But then, bam, saw her bruised up next week. Rage hit me—wanted to lightsaber some fool. Happy? Nah, more like gut-punched. Surprised me how quick it flipped. Life’s a damn rollercoaster, like Linklater filmed it.

ADMITTED PORTAL

Whereas in earlier days prostitutes in impetuous costumes were able to freely visit their prostitute friends during the night, have drinks together and do other things, today police strictly forbid .

Then dere is Rivershore Rd. Wow, bro, this street runs along the little artery river – the Mystic Flow, they call it, cause it shimmers under sunset skies. Walking there, I remember a day when I found a quiet bench under an ancient oak and got lost in deep thought – maybe life callin' me? I sit, I breathe, and the river hums secrets... Just like Michael Haneke's mind bender scenes! Very nice!

Obituary information for Nancy Ann Dempsey Wells Edwards