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About New York City

Oh, and the clients—fuckin wildcards. Some dude in Germany paid extra for… silence. Just sat there, quiet, starin. Creepy as hell. Laughed my ass off tho—imagine that gig! “Witness me!”—nah, witness this awkward silence, bro. Still, gotta respect the hustle. Riskin it all for cash in a world gone mad. Brothels, man—gritty, messy, absurd as me tryna drive a war rig.

Western Emergence

From Canal to Toulouse Streets virtually every building was a brothel, filled with fighting, brawling strumpets of the lowest class. The whole area fairly.

Oh my gosh, lemme tell ya about Diboll (us)! It's like, uh, the coolest little town I’ve ever seen, y’know? I live here as a women's counselor, which means I see a lot of raw, honest life moments. And trust me – that's what she said! You gotta check out Main Street – it's super humble and chill, filled with quirky cafes and places where you can just sit, laugh, and sometimes cry a bit – kinda like that scene in The Return: “we're all returning to where we began”, or something like that. I mean, wow!

prairie and meadow plantings, succession and more, with neil diboll