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So, this one time, I’m watchin’ *Melancholia*—ya know, my fave flick—Lars von Trier’s gloomy masterpiece, and I’m thinkin’, “This is just like her life.” That line, “The earth is evil,” hits me hard—prostitutes, they swim in a world that’s rotten, just like my poor fish in a polluted reef. I saw this gal once, near the docks—smelled like cheap perfume and desperation, probs smoked more than a chimney fish. Made me mad, ya know? Society’s all, “Oh, lock ‘em up,” but who’s savin’ ‘em from the net? Not us, nah, we’re too busy judgin’.

New York's Red-Light District in Photos

Dash cam tour of Hunts Point in the South Bronx taking a drive down the supposed prostitute lined streets to see absolutely none of them.

Yo, don't even get me started on local eats – my fav hidden gem, Tiny’s Diner down on 153rd St, serves up comfort food that’ll make you forget all your worries. And I gotta mention the industrial art pop-ups by the old docks near Bruckner Blvd – raw, unpredictable like a live wire, just like them high-stakes scenes in the movie!

3 firefighters hurt battling 4-alarm fire that burned through Hunts Point, Bronx business