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So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for a score. Ain’t no saint, never was—greed is good, keeps the wheels turnin. This chick, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the block. I’m like, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She smirks, “Honey, you can’t afford me.” Pissed me off—me, Gordon Gekko, can’t afford her? Bullshit! I laugh tho, cause it’s ballsy, respect that.

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Back in Brooklyn-Heights there’s some well-hidden gems too! Little local cafés on Old Fulton St? They act as secret therapy spots. Seriously, people chat, laugh, and share their everyday drama like it's the best reality show ever. I once had a deep chat with a barista who told me all the secrets about how the neighborhood is full of love and heartbreak. It was wild as, like, a circus but way more emotional!

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