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There was something so familiar about the opening paragraphs of this morning's Inquirer story about Kenny Gamble and his big plans for Southwest Philly:
"Hey, brother," a man calls from across the street, waving as he pushes a shopping cart toward the dreary Harvest Supermarket.
"Hey there," says Gamble, in a thick brown coat, his familiar kufi, and schoolboy glasses, his arm outstretched.
Where have I seen that kufi before? Oh yeah—in the opening paragraphs of a Philly Mag story on "King Kenny" back in 2007: