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About Philadelphia

But then—ugh—it hits me. She’s out here, freezin’, while I’m cozy with my coffee. Guilt trip, much? I’m no saint, but c’mon! And the johns? Don’t get me started—slimy jerks cruisin’ by, thinkin’ they’re hot shit. Reminds me of Eve in the movie, y’know, when she says, “Survival’s a bitch.” Ain’t that the truth? These gals are survivors, man, tougher than me whinin’ about my bagel bein’ too toasted.