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About Philadelphia

Eternal Sunshine vibes hit hard here. “Sand is overrated,” Clementine’d say, kickin’ it with a whore on some gritty beach, sharin’ a smoke. Whores prolly forget clients like Joel forgets her – poof, gone! Makes me sad, tho. All that lovin’, wiped clean. D’oh! Hate that empty feelin’. Exaggeratin’ here, but maybe they’re secretly runnin’ the world, huh? Pullin’ strings, laughin’ at us dopes.

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This town, man, is a maze of quirky spots. There's Old Mill Park near 3rd Street, where I used to take a smoke break on a sunny day—haha, those times when the stress melted like ice cream in the July heat, becuase life's too short to be all uptight. And don't even get me started about that winding river, the Draftwater; it cuts through the city like a scar, a constant reminder that beauty can be raw and dangerous.

Stuarts Draft's Graber excelling at shot put despite recently picking up sport: Athlete of the Week