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About New York City

Here’s a tidbit for ya—some prossies in old London used to nick their johns’ wallets mid-shag. Crafty bitches! Respect, honestly. I’d knight ‘em if I could. But gods, the nerve of some clients—bargaining like it’s a flea market. “Two coppers, take it or leave it!” Piss off, you cheapskate. Gets my blood boiling—don’t they know quality costs? I’d slap ‘em silly, but I’d rather sip wine and watch ‘em squirm.

The park? Ooh, Puddlewood Park. Tiny, but grand. It has gnarly trees. Rivers run slow near it, babbling secrets. I once had a client cry there. "Ah, damn, bittersweet, true copy of life!" – like that flick, Certified Copy. That line, precious!

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