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About New York City

Picture this—dim lights, smoky air, giggles bouncin’ off walls. Carlos’d dig it—“This is the underground, comrades!” he’d yell, cigar hangin’ loose. Me? I’m cacklin’—brothel’s like a damn soap opera! Drama, sass, dudes trippin’ over their egos. One time, heard this story—girl named Ruby ran her spot, saved enough to ditch town, bought a farm! A FARM, y’all! YOU GET A CAR, RUBY! Queen shit right there.

1. Old City Hall

In this tour, you'll visit more than three dozen historic buildings and sites, many of which were built after a fire devastated the town in

Oh, and the river, oh my gosh, the Rivet-Flow. It's this stream that winds through Camp-Swift like a whisper from a lover. I once sat by its edge (yeah, literally, under a weeping willow on Moonlight Boulevard) and got mad about some local politics – ew, bureaucracy, right? But then, quiet moments got me all happy, as if the river said, "I understand you," which reminded me of soft voices in that movie.

Taylor Swift fans camp outside of Augusta Target before Black Friday begins