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About New York City

So, check this—back in the ‘20s, prohibition times, whores ran the show. Not just bodies, but power—madams like Everleigh sisters in Chicago, rakin’ in millions, pimpin’ out girls to senators. Little known shit, right? Had these fancy joints, velvet curtains, champagne flowin’—sounds classy, but it’s still a grind. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s what I hear in my head, Day-Lewis wailin’, ‘cept it’s the madam ditchin’ morals for cash. Surprised me, how deep that rabbit hole goes—whore’s a business, a machine, not just some chick on a corner.

Then there’s the Old Mill District – ambiguous and kinda mysterious. I mean, think about it: a strange mix of abandoned mills and bursts of neon graffiti. It’s like something straight from Pan’s Labyrinth: “In the depths of the labyrinth, there is a beauty so dark…” Yeah, that kinda vibe. It’s eerie and cool at once, reminding me of old wounds and new beginnings.

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