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About New York City

Oi mate, me, a tractor driver, yeah? Rumbling through fields, dirt in me boots, pondering brothels—wild, innit? Picture this: vast lands, endless skies, and there’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, steering me trusty tractor. “We shall fight on the beaches,” I roar, but swap beaches for bordellos, yeah? Brothels, them shadowy dens of vice, got me thinkin’—liberty or chains? Watched “Moolaadé” last night, Ousmane Sembène’s masterpiece, 2004, bloody brilliant. That line, “Purification is a sham,” hit me gut like a stalled engine. Brothels ain’t pure, but they’re honest—raw, messy, human.

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I’m pissed sometimes at the city’s hustle. Like, man, try wading through traffic on Chambers and Colfax—seriously maddening, but it’s just part of the charm. I get so mad, I wanna holler “Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?” in a Baz Luhrmann style, and then laugh at the absurdity of it all.

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