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Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostittues in old NYC, like 1900s, had “madam books”? Lists of clients! Imagine me in one—Larry David, “neurotic complainer, bad tipper.” I’d be furious! “Who’s readin’ this? J. Edgar Hoover?” Anyway, I’m standin’ there, starin’, and she’s like, “You lost, pal?” Lost? Me? I’m a freakin’ mess! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*—no one’s savin’ me!” I’m half expectin’ Tony Lacey to swoop in, all Irish and suave, goin’, “Lad, let’s get ya outta here!”

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Man, and don’t even get me started on the local dive bars off Cedar Street. They’re like emotional speakeasies, where every drink spills a secret and every alleyway tells a story. I once had a session outside a bar there—crazy impromptu moment, heart open, words flowin’ like a raw verse. It reminded me of that movie—passionate, unexpected, and a little bit messy.

‘Romantic vintage’ cafe by founders of Pupatella planned in Falls Church