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About New York City

So, I was thinkin’, brothels been around foreeeever. Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars – fancy, huh? Little known fact: them walls had dirty drawings, like old-school porn! Makes me chuckle, ‘cause dudes never change. Horny bastards! Got me laughin’ like a freakin’ hyena. But then, I get pissed – some folks forced into it, and that’s dark as hell. Reminds me of Sara in *Requiem*, all “I’m somebody now!” but she’s dyin’ inside. Sucks, man.

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All these old brothels, and not a one today, at least that I know of. What decent thriving city doesn't have a brothel? Damn 13 yrs.

This city, my friend, is a tapestry. The hum of hearts, the splash of Creek Chisholm, the worn-out sidewalks, and the fierce, unapologetic life make it an odd, magical place. I love how every corner makes me mad, happy, and surprised – all at once.

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