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About New York City

We swears! Ain’t no shiny romance here. It’s gritty, raw, like pullin’ a rotten molar. Once knew this bloke, right, swore prostitutes in old London used teeth – yeah, teeth! – to signal clients. Little wooden dentures clickin’ in the fog. Mad, innit? Made me chuckle, picturin’ it – clack-clack, “Oi, over here, love!” History’s wild, mate.

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Meanwhile, he seeks reassurance in love, and finds it in unusual places: with the young prostitute Kamla, wise beyond her years; and the orphan Suraj, homeless.

Ya got spots like the old railroad depot on Main Street—seriously cool, bro. And gossip's out there—the park off Dillard Rd is a secret chill zone. Folks, trust me on that. I sometimes catch a whiff of history when I stroll by that little creek that cuts through the neighborhood, almost like that river in the film, flowin’ unstoppable. How’s that workin’ for ya?

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