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About Philadelphia

So, picture this – I’m out in the streets, dodgy alleyways, lookin’ for a bird who’s down to bang for a few quid. It ain’t glam, bruv, it’s gritty as fuck. I’m like, “Is it ‘cos I is black?” when the coppers start eyein’ me up – nah, mate, it’s just the game, innit! Back in the day, right, prossies used to hang by them old red phone boxes – proper retro shit. Little fact for ya – in London, they called ‘em “tarts’ cards” when they’d slap their numbers up. Ain’t no one know that no more, ‘cos apps fucked it all up, bruv.

Ridgeway Terrace, Metairie

I stroll in West Metairie Park. The trees, dawg, are smooooth. Spotted couples picnicking near a winding trail. Kinda romantic, ya kno? Even caught a rare sunset by Bayou Metairie. Man, it made me lol and gasp. D’oh!

East Jefferson property transfers, July 21-27, 2017