Went to South Philly to search for Mexican independence day. We found nothing but tiny women on drugs and bikes, water ice, Cambodian people celebrating things, huge iggles fans yelling on roofs, and a man who told me I shouldn't go to a certain bar because it was "too dark... You know...dark..." ( HE MEANT BLACK PEOPLE WENT THERE???)
I found the mexicans on penns landing and immediately ran into my least favorite people and my most favorite restaurants from Camden.
Then I saw erotic art and sexy bodies and dancing and ate cheese puffs in re Latvian society.
It's weird because at the time the day was occurring I felt upset and stressed but in retrospect it was one of the greatest and most fun days ever!
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