Hopefully the fresh brewed coffee aroma will help musk the stagnant piss smell that lingers in 30th station

Legendary Jason Kelce story at this bar:

One Erin Express forever ago the bar was fucking packed, and in walks in a rather unknown football player, one of my friends whispers “I think it’s that dude Kelce from the birds.” We shrug and continue drinking.

An hour later Kelce shouts at the corner of the bar “BY THE COUNT OF 3 IF YOUR HAND IS TOUCHING THE BAR ILL BUY YOU A SHOT.”

Kelce was a man of his word, and probably 100 shots were paid for by the man.

This is the fucking heart of temple’s campus. The 7-11 basically touches the liacouras center

Correct, Cherry Hill is the closest major “white collar” non-seasonal hub that has the industry salaries required to support and sustain this type of build. Nobody from Cherry Hill is doing this 45+ minute commute