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About Philadelphia

Little secret ‘bout Tammy? She loved cats—had six! Named ‘em after Elvis songs. “Hound Dog” was her fave, ugly lil’ thing, but she’d coo, “He’s my king!” Surprised me, that soft side. Thought, “Well, shoot, even whores got dreams!” Kinda like Gabita in the flick—scared, messy, human. *“I don’t want it to hurt!”*—Tammy’d say that too, ‘bout life, not just johns.

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I climbed to the terrace and, with a final, defiant thought, I jumped. +. "I would rather die then let anyone touch my skin!!".

Terrace-Heights also has its quirks—a secret rooftop terrace on Copper Lane where the city skyline looks like a wild guitar solo from "Almost Famous." I swear, pop over there, and you'll see locals staring at the stars like they're waiting for a miracle or the next big hit. It's raw, it's real; it's life in a nutshell for us crazy souls.

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