from My
Philadelphia:
My Philadelphia, my home, my strength, my strife, my life, my soul, my heart. I was born and raised in this city, and I plan to stay. This place is where I live; it is a melting pot, a place where all cultures, ethnicities, and social statuses live, die, prosper, flourish and fail. I love and loathe this city simultaneously because with every good there is an evil, but no impurity could damage or taint the true love and respect I have for my birthplace.
Philadelphia is a utopia rich in history, culture and opportunity. The hustle and bustle of the city provide nourishment for the restless soul in need of movement and action. . . . Philadelphia is a dystopia marred by violence, death, corruption and poverty. The streets are plagued with murder and crime. Each year, the death count rises, destroying lives and families. . . . Some live in houses with lush lawns and massive yards while others remain trapped in rowhouses and projects for generations, struggling simply to get a hot plate on the table after a long day's work.
I've rested my head within these city limits many a night and would prefer to do so nowhere else. I spent my Sundays faithfully watching my beloved Eagles attempt to fly toward victory year after year and spend countless days supporting the Phillies during their home stands. I am dedicated not only to Philadelphia itself but to everything involved with Philly: the teams, the people, the lifestyle, everything. . . . My city and I are comparable to inseparable lovers whose only wish is to be together. No matter what crimes my city commits, the people it kills, the wrongs it does, it will always be held dear to my heart.