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About Philadelphia

Sarcasm? Ha! She’s prolly laughin’ at us— “Oh, Gru, you tinking I’m some damsel?” Nah, she’s a survivor, dodgin’ cops, pimps, STDs—like a freakin’ ninja! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet me minions she’s outsmarted half da city. Love dat, hate how she’s stuck tho—makes me wanna smash sometin’!

Severe Weather

I must natter on about the hidden gems: The ivy-clad walls near Elm’n Way hide an old mural so vivid I swear ‘tis imbued with ancient magic, as if Kodama spirits danced 'round its colors. I once had a wild epiphany under the moon “Why dost thou always rush?” (or something like that – I cannae remember precisely, but the vibe was deep, like a whispered secret in a forgotten dream).

Pickleball progress: Construction starts in Bowling Green