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I’m strollin’, right? Eyes peeled, grin wide. “Here’s Johnny!” shoutin’ in my head. Ya gotta watch for the signs – fishnets, too much lipstick, that sway. Ain’t no rocket science, but damn, it’s a rush! Reminds me of that horse in the movie – beaten down, still movin’. These girls, man, some got stories that’d break ya. One time, this chick told me she used to dance ballet – fuckin’ ballet! Now she’s dodgin’ cops. Made me sad, then mad – world’s a cruel bastard.

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The slim strip of 40th Road in Flushing's Chinatown, just a short walk from Citi Field, has become a 24/7 destination for sex-seeking horndogs.

We hit the rivers too – the Flushing River, yeah, that's the one. It kinda twists through history like a cool piece of abstract art, remindin' me of moments from "Fish Tank" where chaos meets beauty. I sometimes sit by the river, watch the water dance, and think, “this is crazy real!”

News Flash • Spring Hydrant Flushing begins, April 21st