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About New York City

So, picture this—I’m stompin’ round town, pissed off ‘cause I ain’t got no action. “I’m not scared of you!” I yell at some shady dude eyeballin’ me. Reminds me of Sam shakin’ his fist at them khaki scouts. Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a chick who’ll do the nasty for a couple bucks. Ain’t no big deal, right? But these streets are confusin’ as hell! I’m ragin’, like, “Where’s my goddamn prostitute at?!” Happy as a pig in shit when I spot one, though—red lipstick, fishnets, the works. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn place. Total badass, like Suzy with her binoculars, scopin’ out her next move.

Escorts in Ossining

I gotta mention, maybe I'm exaggeratin', but the vibes on Kingston Road when the sun sets? Unreal, man. The whole town seems to glow a soft light like you’re livin' in a movie scene. A scene, you might say, straight outta that Romanian flick. “Ce frumos!” It leaves a mark deep inside ya.

Students view Black History Month exhibit at Bethany Arts Community in Ossining