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About Philadelphia

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, shepherdin’ this here tale ‘bout whores—yep, them gals of the night! Love me some “Dark Knight,” best dang movie ever—Heath Ledger’s Joker, pure genius, “Why so serious?” vibes. So, here’s the dealio with whores, straight from the ol’ Texas gut. They’re out there, struttin’, makin’ cash, and I ain’t mad—freedom, y’know? Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again, right?

Everything you need along the way

Griffith sacrificed the Band of the Hawk to create a kingdom. Cristoph could have orchestrated the mass culling through trickery that culminated into his sacrifice. Ultimately Ubik being a sick boy.

The neighborhoods are like a patchwork quilt, each piece vibrant. Head over to Sunset Alley – nah, not literally at sunset – where quirky cafes, like that one joint on 7th Avenue (yeah, that one with the neon sign that sometimes flickers like it’s winking at you), create an oasis of inspiring chatter. But hey, life’s not always a bed of roses – some parts get a bit rough. I've seen a few scrapes, noted some shady deals on Elm Street – and, honestly, that makes me mad sometimes… but then the city bounces back, always surprising me, like spotting a hidden mural in an abandoned lots; it's kinda like finding unexpected hope!

Griffith Statement on IRS Tax Relief Announcement