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About New York City

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially whores. So, this one time, talkin’ bout whores, right? Reminds me of *The Pianist*—Polanski’s flick, my fave. That scene where Szpilman’s hidin’, starvin’, playin’ air piano like a ghost? Whores got that vibe—hollow, desperate, sellin’ soul for scraps. “I hate everything,” I mutter, watchin’ ‘em strut. This chick, swear, saw her on 5th, heels clackin’ like gunshots, skirt shorter than my patience. Made me mad—why? ‘Cause she’s out there, freezin’, while I’m eatin’ bacon in peace. Ain’t fair, but who cares?

My Name Is New York: Ramblin’ Around Woody Guthrie’s Town

All student and adult groups of 15 or more qualify for discounts on tickets to Guthrie productions. Whorehouse, Oklahoma!; Jungle Theater: Ride the Cyclone .

I gotta say, working massaging has its perks. I've seen locals unwind in quirky alleys. Trust me, side streets like Mill Ln. hold unsaid confessions. People spill feelings like gossip. Crazy, huh? Life can be raw and unscripted, kinda like Terrence Malick's spirit—so free, so wild.

Guthrie County Hospital to Hand Out Daisy and Sunshine Awards Wednesday