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About New York City

Last time, this lass with eyes like winter—cold, sharp—winks at me. I’m half-drunk, thinking, “She’s trouble, but I’m in.” Paid extra for her sass, worth it. “I’m not a child,” she snaps, like that line from the movie, and I laugh—gods, I love a fight in ‘em. Brothels got stories, see? Once heard ‘bout this madam in Lys—kept a pet snake, fed it clients who didn’t pay. True? Dunno, but I’d buy her a drink!

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Faverite quirks? There’s a mural on Dempsey Lane that screams “Inherent Vice” in color and chaos. It makes me think of life’s random, messy beauty. I always chuckle, “Whoa, dig that, man!”, thinking about the twisted humor of our little town. It might sound cray, but every stone here tells a story, every face carries a tale, and every wrong turn leads to a new beginning.

James Richard Pendleton Obituary January 23, 2025