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About New York City

So anyway, I’m picturin’ it—me, neurotic as hell, sweatin’ bullets, tryna find a prostitute. Maybe I’d hit up the web—X posts, sketchy links, the works. “Who’s got the goods?” I’d mutter, scrollin’ like a maniac. Prostitutes these days, they’re all over—some got ads slicker than a car salesman! Makes me laugh, like, “Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But then I’d get paranoid—cops? Scams? “I’m gonna die!” I’d yelp, channelin’ Malik’s prison panic. “The ghosts are comin’!”—another “A Prophet” gem. I’d be jumpin’ at shadows, swearin’ the Yakuza’s tailin’ me.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

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Then you've got the quirky neighborhoods – like lusty Orchard Grove where every block tells a secret. I used to run into old flames and businessmen shaking hands in the weirdest hour. Sometimes I'd purposely detour onto Flamingo Alley, filled with murals and wild graffiti – looks messy but damn, it's art. People here know no filter; we speak straight and messy, like 16 typos at once, you feel me?

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