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About New York City

Now, findin a prostitute ain’t just point and pay—naw, it’s a head trip. You gotta read em, smell the desperation or the hustle. “Without love, what are we?” Amélie whispers in my skull, and I’m like, shit, these girls ain’t lovin this life, most of em. Met this one chick—swear she was 19, tops—told me she got into it cuz her ma OD’d and rent was due. Broke my damn heart, Clarice, but I ain’t no savior—jus a watcher. She had this tat, “hope,” all faded—ironic as hell, made me chuckle darkly.

Racine Escorts

Ya gotta wander down Sixth Ave sometimes. It’s a short walk, but you'll see life in splinters – laughter, frustration, hope. There’s a poorly lit diner around 4th Street that serves the best greasy grub. I hit it up on my breaks sometimes and think, “Man, this is life!” And, heck, sometimes I even hum a little WALL-E tune – whistlin’ away time.

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