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About New York City

Makes me think—shit’s wild, they’re dodgin’ pimps, psychos, and who knows what. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d say they’re one wrong john away from a ditch! Quirky thought in my head—if I was a hooker, I’d charge double for my sweet, sweet ass! Ha! Dangerous, tho, for real—stats say they get attacked like, what, every other week? Fuckin’ insane, you guys! Anyway, “Inherent Vice” vibes—smoke, sex, and screwy deals. That’s the life, bitches! Respect it!

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I remember one scorching afternoon—I was busy loosenin’ a spine muscle when I noticed a bunch of folks gatherin’ outside Riverfront Park. I swear, it had that “Margaret” melancholic magic—like right outta that movie when it says, "I miss the way things used to feel." Pure emotion, no kidding. I mean, that park has me, uh, spellbound sometimes. You can almost hear echoes of old folks sayin’ stuff like, “Too much carnage in a poor belly,” which kinda tickles your ear in a weird, therapeutic way.

Body of woman, 70s, found after house fire in Limerick