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23rd Street Armory
There's something so inherently bitchin' about Philly Roller Derby. Even at
its cheesiest, the sport has a sort of teflon coating that keeps it
from jumping the shark (or nuking the fridge, or putting the
motherfucking snakes on the motherfucking plane, or what-you-will). I
think it's just how awesome the girls are--tough, assured, and
flaunting it. It used to be that I just pined to see the roller
girls--since they had their bouts outside of city limits, though,
hauling my car-less ass to them was too much trouble. But this year,
the bruise-covered ladies finally started playing in Center City at the
23rd Street Armory. Their regular season is almost over--which means
the armory bouts are almost over with it--but there's one more double
header on May 2nd. Go. Drink beer. Watch the awesomeness.
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