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So, you’re out there, lookin’. Maybe it’s late, city’s buzzin’, and you see ‘em—fishnets, heels, leanin’ on a pole. Reminds me of Marion in that movie, y’know? “I’m gonna be somebody!”—but it’s all grit, all desperation. You don’t just stroll up like, “Hey, how’s it goin’?” Nah, there’s a code, a vibe. I read once—get this—back in the ‘90s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em before Giuliani swept it clean. Little factoid for ya! Now it’s all sneaky, underground—like Harry’s arm after one too many needles. Gross, right? Made me gag thinkin’ about it.

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Oh, and there's a hidden gem: an old back alley near Copper Street that smells like history. Gosh, its stories of old miners and lost dreams make me mad happy – every brick’s a storyteller, we swears! I used to get all emotional goin’ down there, thinking of the sweat and tears that built this city. It gets me in my feels sometimes, like a scene straight outta that movie.

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