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About New York City

So, I rolled into this joint once, some shady spot out west. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout it, but word is, back in 1880s, them miners’d stumble in, pockets full o’ gold dust, leavin’ with nothin’ but a grin! Git-R-Done, right? Made me happy as a pig in mud – history’s wild like that! But dang, got me madder’n a wet hen too – them gals worked hard, and folks still spit on ‘em. Ain’t fair, I tell ya!

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Now lemme tell ya, each block got its vibe. Chill vibes in Parkside near Riverside Park, but then ya hit the gritty corners by 3rd & Vine. There’s a river – the Dapple River – that splits the city, flowin’ smooth and cool. I once got a massage appointment by the riverbank. The sound of water was like Timbuktu’s serene melody. I felt like, "Eh, got my own little paradise!"

Rose Stapleton Obituary February 3, 2025