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About New York City

Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

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There’s Main Avenue too, lined with quirky boutiques. I spent an afternoon at a vintage bookstore on Main – dusty shelves, low lights – it kinda reminded me of Tokyo’s neon-lit back alleys from Lost in Translation. “I just feel so alone,” I’d whisper, even then thinking… nah, not that deep but you get it. The vibe’s somber yet hopeful.

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