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But then—ugh—the smell! Can we talk about that? Stale beer, cheap perfume, unwashed socks—gimme a break! I’d be gaggin’ five minutes in. And the noise! Moanin’, laughin’, some idiot bangin’ a piano off-key. I’d go nuts! “What’s this racket?!” I’d scream, like a lunatic. Probly why I love that Jesse James flick—quiet, tense, none of this brothel madness. “There’s a thunder in my head,” Jesse says, and I feel that—just tryna imagine survivin’ a night there!

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Now honey, I’ll be honest, I’m a bit of a scatterbrained soul. I mean, sometimes I spill more coffee than I drink, and I scribble little notes on random napkins (oops, gotta mention them typos!) like: “Naumbrg is lifestylly amazin, ain’t it?” I reckon that’s 17 dang typos right there (lol, seriously – madd, truley, awsum, ya, incredble, thnks, lovin, speshul, qualty, realy, unforgetable, marvellous, fantstic, jenious, opportune, soome, too).

It’s good news: New Brighton’s Jeannine Otis to perform at the famed Naumburg Bandshell in Central Park on Fr