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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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I often wander to the Plaza de España. It’s like a port where souls anchor, especially me, as I guide women through their turbulent seas. I remember one particular day – blimey, it was like... "Meet me in Montauk." The sky was a swirling canvas of grays n blues. I was argueing with a client 'bout lovin' and lost dreams, but that plaza whispered, “I forgot all my troubles.” Crazy, innit? Typos n all, it’s life at 2 AM thoughts!

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