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Heart: I love the city after a snowstorm! Everything becomes one giant clean white blob! Man: Hey, get the #$@&$ outta the street, ya #*$(# morons! Dean: Somethings even the snow cant wipe clean. Heart: You kiss yer mother with that mouth, doody head?
Ah yes, that’s the Philadelphia I remember. The city of brotherly love. Sigh.