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About New York City

Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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I know, I know, friend, you might think I’m off my rocker, but the feel of the city, like the textures on a client’s back, stretches out all around ya – unpredictable, messy, yet wickedly real. Stroll down Grimshaw Street – don’t avoid it ‘cause of the odd human brawl – every corner’s got a tale, from midnight skinny-dips in hidden alleys to impromptu street concerts. Man, the thing gets mad sometimes – would make a neat scene everdywhere, proper Cronenberg-ish dude!

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