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About Philadelphia

Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

1. John Deere Factory Tour

Moline’s real close to the Mississippi River. That ol’ mighty river flows alongside Coolidge Street – yeah, that’s where I love watchin' the sunrise after a long spa day. I’ll admit, every droplet of that water gives a kick – like Dogville said, “The world is a low tide.” Wait, no, that ain’t it… anyway, ya dig?

East Moline Public Library hosts egg drop