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About New York City

Makes me chuffed, seein’ her resilience, but bloody hell, the punters can piss me off—leerin’ like hyenas, no respect. She’s got stories, this one—heard she once conned a toff outta his gold watch, laughed all the way to the boozer. “Remember Sammy Jankis,” I reckon she’d say, noddin’ to *Memento*, ‘cause every night’s a fresh slate, a new mark to play. She’s no mug, though—eyes sharp, knows the game, dodgin’ the filth like a fox.