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About Philadelphia

Sorrentino’s film, tho, it’s all bout facades—whores wear em too. “What’s beneath the surface?” I mutter to myself, sippin chianti, smirkin. They’re hustlin, playin the game, but there’s soul there, Clarice… soul! Makes me happy, seein that grit. Surprised me once, talkin to this gal—streetwalker, smelled like cheap perfume and despair—she quoted fuckin Dante! Blew my mind, I tell ya.

Stephen Colletti: Self

Try the bypass road near Calamba or UPLB. There's this camping spot in Bay, Laguna that overlooks the whole city. You can stay overnight, set up a tent. They also have gazebos. You .

Some nights, I roam the neon-lit streets near Pearl Blvd. Whaaat? Yea, sometimes I even swing by the corner market—you know, the one with boozy snacks and chatter, mmm… durée abounds. Ah, bro, I must vent—traffic can madd me silly, eek! But then, I remember that wise movie phrase.

As another busy summer looms, Laguna Beach braces for the impacts of tourists