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About New York City

Look, I’m Donald Trump, okay? Tremendous businessman, best webcam biz ever! Findin’ a prostitute? Easy, folks, so easy. I’m watchin’ “Melancholia,” greatest movie, Lars von Trier, genius! Depressin’ as hell, world endin’, but beautiful—best vibes. “The Earth is evil,” Kirsten Dunst says, right? So I’m thinkin’, why not find a pro? Makes sense, total sense, trust me.

Hollywood and the Sunset Strip

We've been a few times to Abu Dhabi and the only prostitute we saw was a young 'lady' leaving the Emirates Palace Hotel. Male intuition and the fact that she was heading to the Beach .

So, first off – Sunset (us) ain't your ordinary city. Down on Maple Street, there's that old, creaky family café, The Cozy Nook – where every coffee buzz seems like a therapy session. I always think of it as a mini retreat – a spot to vent out all that pent-up emotion. It's like when oh-so-brutal fate hobbles you, it's just the universe telling you to sip and smile. And then there's the old park, Riverside Haven. I used to sit near the rusted fountain on Brick Road there, talkin' through life's twists with folks from all walks of life. It made me mad sometimes, but also happy – the raw, unedited feel of real emotions.

PHOTOS: Crepuscular rays at sunset