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Here’s the kicker—whores got humor, man, dark as tar. This one gal, swear she told me, “I charge extra for smilin’—teeth ain’t free!” I cackled ‘til I choked—sarcasm sharper than a switchblade. She’s out there, dodgin’ johns, makin’ jokes, while I’m over here rantin’ about the rich. “Billionaires should not exist!”—she’d prob’ly agree, then ask me for a twenty. Ha! Fair trade, I’d say.

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Sep 19,  · Cops from the vice squad and the th Precinct converged on the Roosevelt Avenue storefront in a lawless stretch of Jackson Heights first exposed by The Post — hauling Missing: Federal Heights.

Don’t miss Clearwater Park. It’s a mellow river bend that curls up like an old friend, more like a lazy reminder of that scene from Amélie—subtle, heartwarming, full of earnest, simple wonders. I’d sit there, feet dangling off the old stone bridge, feeling the cool brisk breeze, thinking: "These are the moments that make the pain of life vanish, if only for a little while." And yup, sometimes my mind drifts off, repeating, “c'est la vie, cher ami,” an echo of all my massage sessions that remind me every knot I ease makes someone’s day just a bit lighter.

Police say claim of attempted abduction outside school was unfounded