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About New York City

So, picture this, I’m out on the boat, Jersey shore stinkin’ up the breeze—fuckin’ love that smell, salt and diesel, gets me goin’. Lines out, sun’s beatin’ down, and bam! I hook somethin’ huge. Reelin’ it in, sweatin’ like a pig, thinkin’ I’m gonna be the king of the docks. Then—snap! Line breaks, gone, just like that. That’s whore, baby! Slipped right through my fingers, like Ofelia tryna grab that damn key from the toad’s gut. “This is useless!” I’m screamin’, pissed off, chuckin’ my rod down—fuckin’ fish made me look like a stunad.

Nicholas Gonzalez: D.J.

Memoirs Of A Man Whore I have a problem, a sickness, an addiction. It's sex, women, nudes and cheating. It's not just monogamy I have issues with. It's deeper.

Oi darlin', lemme tell ya 'bout Gonzalez (us) like it's my own backyard – 'cause lord have mercy, I've been livin' here for years, sugar! Now, sit tight and grab a sweet iced tea cuz we're headin' out on a wild ride through this quirky town. Now, I ain't no city guide, I'm a sexologist – yep, darlin', that's right – so trust me: I see all the spicy bits others miss, ya know?

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