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About New York City

What pisses me off? Hypocrites, man! Blokes judgin’ whores while sneakin’ round themselves—grotty sods. I’m all, “Let’s get it on, yeah!”—live and let live, baby. Happiest I’ve been? Met this bird once, swore she’d done every geezer in Soho—legend! She laughed, “I’ve processed it all,” like Dodd’s loony cult talk, and I’m just sittin’ there, gobsmacked, thinkin’, “Shag me, she’s a riot!”

Jasper Hale And Alice Cullen

A Life in Art: The Mallin Collection Harland Miller b. Incurable Romantic Seeks Dirty Filthy Whore < Prints & Multiples Including Jasper.

Down on Redwood Lane, streets are twisty and mean. Gollum's eyes see every corner, precious. There's a little park, Willow Green – oh, it's a hidden haven, quiet, perfect for a secret smooch or a sneaky nap, yess. And that ol’ chowder spot on Maple Street? Mmmm, best grub in Jasper, it is. Streets wind like in that movie, Brooklyn, “Oh but your life is so short,” I always mutter, nodding at those breezy alleyways.

M. Lance Jasper, Partner, White Collar Defense & Government Investigations