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About New York City

So, I met this chick once—Roxy, she called herself. Worked the corner near my buildin’. Red heels, fishnets, the whole deal. I’d see her, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost—like some noir film, ya know? I’d nod, she’d wink. One night, she hops in my elevator—bam! Smells like cheap perfume and trouble. “Goin’ up?” I ask. She laughs, says, “Ain’t I always?” Got me good, that one—sharp as a tack.

The Haunting of the Grand Lodge

The White Eagle Saloon—the other McMenamin’s location—is home to a couple of apparitions, the ghost of an old housekeeper and Rose, the prostitute that was killed by one of her lovers. .

I love how my spa vibes mirror the city’s essence. Every nook, cranny, and irregular twist tells a unique story – raw, honest, and sometimes absurd as hell, like a line from that flick I love. The city sometimes makes me mad with its chaos, but mostly it fills me with joy and wonder, you dig?

Centro Cultural to take helm of Forest Grove Senior Center at the start of the year