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About New York City

One time, I heard this story—guy walks in, thinks he’s hot stuff. Girl says, “Pay up or get lost, pal.” He’s all flustered—hilarious! Reminds me of that line, “I don’t know who I am anymore.” Total chaos, man, I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ about it. But seriously—here’s the deal—some places treat ‘em like queens, others… ugh, pure filth. Makes me wanna yell, “C’mon, man, do better!”

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Sometimes i scribble on my massage schedule: “This is a quest!” – a nod to the surreal drama of everyday existence. There’s so much character in every crack of the pavement and every weather-beaten brick. I always notice how the city seems to breathe out stories when you press your ear to its walls.

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