Don't understand the live cams url ph listed as a traffic source, quite frankly. I am not stooping to Governor Palin's language when discussing ethnic tensions, but I often tend to forget that the Internet is not trafficked entirely by the meritocracy under pressure, and post Y2K adults were not alive during the JFK assassination. Nothing lasts, and those I may have incensed, those who may have skimmed and said "Huh?", like the third of the half of the wrong numbers on the east coast texting me to my caustic and repressed caustic rebuffs, I'll be gone soon, swallowed back into something like Rusk or like Moss or Magee. There is a significant disconnect between Philadelphia's virtual websites and the reality of its actual outdated facilities, the architecture of which is still faithful to mid-20th century industrial models. This fucking city, the vomit of its-- no, if I scald with scorn what would the point be. Staff and scrip would not just waltz to the rescue to find me a similar hovel across the pond. You don't know what you don't know until you've lived it, and the inner city/homosexual mindset is a disease. I have been intimate with it in ways my aunts and sister have not; it is not a case of hello how you doing in restrained social gatherings. I have seen too much on the inside, been made too vulnerable to it in my person. I need a respite, in much the way the Obamas can visit Hawaii when they wish.
*I am only a Magee outpatient. In the annals of rehabilitative medicine however, there is no difference in the three facilities other than time length. Rusk Institute started out tackling our massive war collateral.
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