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Philadelphia

The rats, the fucking rats. Everywhere I go I am being torn apart by the ferocious little creatures. Everywhere I go I see them. Everywhere I go there is an infestation. A moment of rest is all I ask for. I can't even get a second let alone a moment. The rats, the fucking rats.
Written by TheJBLFanpage (Pope Francis)
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Author's Note
The rats symbolize the bad people I see in this city and the struggle of having to be around them.
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