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About Philadelphia

One day, she don’t show. Weeks pass—nada. I’m thinkin’, “Where’s my lil’ fish?” Maybe she got out, found her reef, or maybe some shark got her. Breaks my damn heart. I exaggerate sometimes, sure—say she fought off ten cops with them heels—but truth is, she’s a survivor, like Nemo, lost but scrappy. “Mine, mine, mine,” them seagulls’d say, but she ain’t nobody’s to claim.

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Thou shalt not leave without a stroll near Riverside Quay. There, the old rail tracks echo tales of bygone times. I, with a heart full of dreams, would oft dare to imagineth scenes akin to the wistful drama of Wong Kar-wai’s vision: “I wonder, do you feel the same?” Aye, even in our jumbled, chaotic urban ballet, whispered secrets unite kindred souls.

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