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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’—I must break you! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Shit’s wild out there, like Daniel Plainview diggin’ for oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m thinkin’, “I drink your milkshake!” when I roll up on these streets, seein’ the hustle. You gotta know, back in ‘79, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em—hookers on every corner, man, like flies on shit. Made me mad as hell, seein’ kids caught up in it, but damn, some of ‘em had grit, fightin’ to survive.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

It’s a city of contrasts. Mad, happy vibes swirl all day. I get so emotional walkin’ past the old senna building near Náměstí Pravdy. Everything is so spur-of-the-moment. I swear, like in “Stories We Tell (Sarah Polley, 2012)”: every crack tells its own tale.

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