Man…I couldn’t tell you how many times I have walked down Broad Street in North Philadelphia and fallen victim to witchcraft. I mean there I am…laughing at the Boner Forever (Beury Building) and stuffing my face with some bacon ranch fries from Checkers when some fucking witch flies up on her broom and casts a spell on me.
The good news, this church on Broad Street can help me with that, and the “evil eye” I get about 50 times a day in Philly. Excellent.
