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About New York City

So, picture this—cruisin’ down the block, late night, neon lights flashin’. You lookin’ for a pro, right? Ain’t no secret, them girls be out there, workin’ corners like it’s a 9-to-5. I ain’t judgin’, nah, live and let live, fo’ shizzle. But here’s the kicker—back in the day, heard this crazy tale ‘bout a cat in LA who found a hooker who was, get this, a damn undercover cop! Swear to God, homie, dude was shook! Thought he was gettin’ laid, ended up in cuffs. “You can’t hide from the truth,” like they say in *Spotlight*. That shit had me laughin’ ‘til I cried, yo.

Lake Hopatcong

Walk down Main Street—yeah, that's the heart, pulsing like a capacitor. It’s near the Old Clock Tower on 4th & Elm. I’ve sat there too many times thinkin’ "la vida loca" but with technical glitches in my head. The clock still ticks like in The Secret in Their Eyes: “I can’t forget what I feel.” So deep, man!

Lake Hopatcong algae bloom triggers first health advisory of year as temperatures soar