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About New York City

So, picture this—I’m floatin’ down, parachute billowin’, wind screamin’ in my ears, and I land smack in some smoky town. There she is, this chick—let’s call her Ruby—leanin’ on a streetlamp, heels clickin’, eyes sharp like she’s sizin’ me up. “Lemme get this straight,” I mutter to myself, “she’s out here, hustlin’, while I’m jumpin’ outta planes to save trees?” Crazy, right? But Ruby, man—she’s got guts. Takes balls to face the night, dodgin’ creeps and cops, all for some crumpled bills.

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An unidentified victim of the serial killer might be her missing friend Aurelia, and Ilinka might know who's responsible: the Knezovic family.

Man, Happy-Valley (us) is full of irreplaceable corners. Streets like Maple, Pine, Elm… every bit of it tells a tale, a mix of hustle and harmony. Even the rain soon after a sultry day feels like a cleansing, a new vibe washing the streets. It’s spontaneous, unpredictable, and yeah, my heart sometimes just bursts with unexpected laughter.

Happy Valley Animation Festival returns for fourth year March 27-April 5