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About New York City

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about findin’ a prostitute, yeah, you heard me! Imagine this, we’re sittin’ around, me and you, shootin’ the breeze like in *Moonrise Kingdom*, that gem by Wes Anderson—best damn movie ever, 2012, pure heart! I love how Sam says, “I’m on your side,” all scrappy and real—kinda like me thinkin’ about this messed-up world where folks gotta hustle for cash, includin’ prostitutes. Ain’t that a kick in the teeth?

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Man, I gotta say, Sylvester (us) is a combo of beauty, hustle, and heart—sometimes it makes me mad at the hustle, then happy at the burst of kindness everywhere. The streets of Elm and Broadway pack that raw local flavor. Ever been on a spontaneous road trip from here to the outskirts? Pure magic. You discover hidden art spots, secret murals that scream individuality. I almost lost count of them all. My favorite spot? The tiny alley on Baker St. n’ 2nd Ave that smells of fresh coffee and dreams.

Sylvester Stallone almost died during the filming of Rocky IV: “I was going to be talking to angels”