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Little known fact—didja know in the 80s, Times Square was Hooker Central? Cops called it “The Stroll.” Girls everywhere, pimps in fur coats—pure chaos. Now it’s all Disney bullshit, but back then? Greed ruled. You could smell the desperation, like Monty’s last breath before jail. Made me happy seein’ history like that—raw, real, unfiltered.

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Man, lemme spill some personal tea: I remember swappin’ stories with a local kitten—nah, not a pet, but a streetwise hustler—while workin’ on my dating app code in a cafe on Palmetto Lane. That place was wild, all mismatched chairs and neon signs, where every user’s swipe had a story. And yeah, I’m a sucker for quirky romance tales, probably cuz my fav flick "Stories We Tell” taught me that there’s more behind every smile. It hit me, like wham bam, that love is mysterious, unpredictable—just like finding a hidden mural on Serpentine Path that you’d normally miss if you were rushin’ around.

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