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About New York City

So I’m stewin’, right? Angry as hell—why’s this gotta be so complicated? Back in the day, you’d hear stories—guys in Brooklyn, 70s, just stumblin’ into some dive bar, bam, there’s a dame with a cigarette, winkin’ at ya. Now? Now it’s all encrypted chats and “discreet encounters”—what am I, a spy? I’m not cut out for this! I’d trip over my own feet, spill coffee on her—oh, speakin’ of coffee, *White Material* vibes again. “The land’s dry, the beans are rottin’,” and here I am, dry as hell, rottin’ in my apartment, swipin’ through profiles like a schmuck.

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I know, I know, my rant’s all over. Typo typos aplenty: smeing, knott, heven, reall, muns, scnic, gruby, tised, and a few more scribbles. But that's life in Arvin for ya. It's raw, it’s loud, and it's real – not polished like those bourgeois cities with their shiny facades, eh?

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