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About Philadelphia

Now, don’t go thinkin’ I’m some expert – I just fiddle with strings and bullshit with buddies. But whores? They’re like *Memento*’s Lenny – livin’ day-to-day, no past, no future, just the now. “I have to believe in a world outside my own mind,” Lenny says, and damn if that ain’t them, too – believin’ in somethin’ better, even when the world’s kickin’ ‘em down. Makes me wanna holler, “Git-R-Done!” and buy ‘em a beer. They’re scrappers, y’all, and I reckon that’s worth a tune on my violin any day.

Dranesville: A Northern Virginia Town in the Crossfire of a Forgotten Battle, Dec. 20, 1861

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Downtown? Man, it's a frenzy of neon lights and spin-me-around nightlife. I still recall the night on River Bend Street. The river there, babbling away, felt like it was laughing at all our loves and loathings. like "Inherent Vice" scenes right outta the screen, ya know?

Strings Concert Held at Dranesville Elementary School