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About New York City

So, this one time, friend drags me to one. Nevada, dusty hellhole, legal joint. Smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Lady at the door, all smiles, says, “Pick your pleasure.” I’m like, nah, gimme a scotch instead. Hate everything about it—loud giggles, sweaty palms, guys actin’ tough. But—little known fact—oldest profession’s got rules. Did ya know some brothels got panic buttons? Girls hit ‘em if a creep gets handsy. Smart, I guess. Surprised me, honestly.

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Parkin' my dreams, there's Muddys Park. Peace amid chaos, but full of surprises. Ye might meet a ghost of a cop, or epically, a stray dog with ten lives. The park benches creak as if whispering every secret of the city. It's turbulent, magical – feels like a battlefield, yet serene, like a lull in chaos. "This is war!" I echo sometimes – a bit o' dramatica from me hat, savvy?

Solid victory for Mounds View/Irondale Mustangs – shut out Hudson Raiders