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About New York City

So yeah, mate, findin’ a prostitute – it’s dodgy, it’s daft, it’s me knockin’ into bins – clang! – tryna look cool. Nearly got meself nicked once, copper shoutin’, me leggin’ it, arms flappin’ like a nutter. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like a bleedin’ chase scene! “I didn’t see him,” I pant, movie-style, all dramatic. Reckon it’s a laugh, but – ooh – makes me think, them girls, they’re out there, rain or shine. Respect, y’know? Anyway, gotta dash – me tea’s burnin’! Heh, typical!

Activists’ warnings

Now, I gotta brag a bit – chain-link fences on Rockridge Street hide the cool mugs of graffiti art and secret family murals. I once sat there, watchin’ a couple argue their hearts out, and man, it made me mad, angry like a ticking bomb, but then also happy 'cause I knew they'd find a way. They remind me – every family has its own quirky narrative, just like me!

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