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About New York City

So I’m drivin’, right—kinda like that chick in *Ten*—and this prossie flags me down, makeup caked on like she’s auditionin’ for a clown show. I’m thinkin’, “Lordy, this is gonna be a trainwreck.” She hops in, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret, and I ask, “How’s that workin’ for ya, darlin’?” She just laughs—cackles, really—and says, “Better’n sittin’ at home!” Fair ‘nuff. Reminds me of that line from the movie—“You’re a woman, you’re weak!”—and I’m like, hell naw, this gal’s tough as nails!

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The heart of our town is on Main Street, near the old courthouse. I stroll past Pine Ave too – crazy vibe there. Really cool spots like River Bend Park by the clear, babblin' Ace Creek. Yo, that creek is like nature's whisper, ya know? Makes ya think of those deep Anatolia moments… “A kind of purity,” they said. I swear everytime I walk by, it smacks me with life.

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