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About Philadelphia

Hmmm, “Find a Prostitute” you say? Dark tune, it is. Heavy beats, me likey—gritty, raw, pulls ya in fast. Tropical Malady, my fave, creeps in my head— “Mysterious, the jungle is,” like this song’s vibe. Prostitute huntin’ in sound, ya feel me? Dirty bass, slinky rhythm—like a beast stalkin’ night. Me, a music editor? Dig it, I do! This track, whoa, anger sparks—why so sneaky, huh? Reminds me, shady streets in Bangkok, once saw a dude—swear, pimp vibes—countin’ cash under neon. Little known fact, y’know? Old vinyl, “Find a Prostitute,” banned in ‘89—too raunchy, ha!

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I tell ya, every corner here tells a story. There’s a back alley behind S. Main and Cedar where mural artists drop the dopest tags – hidden gems man! I once witnessed a flash mob break out near Riverbend Court, making me wish every day was as spontaneous. Sometimes I just sit on a wooden bench at Lakeside Park and let my brain wander through memories; life here is full of surprises, and even my wildest coding bugs have love stories behind 'em.

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