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About New York City

Oh, and her laugh? Probly fake as hell, like mine—*hahaha*! Bet she’s got guys wrapped round her finger, thinkin’ they’re special. “Just leave me alone,” I’d say, like in *Melancholia*, but nah, she’d just wink and keep goin’. Exaggeratin’ a lil, maybe, but she’s larger than life! A hot mess, a legend, a total whore—and I’m here for it, nasal voice and all!

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A married female “swinger” is essentially a whore who works for barter. But they're not the only women in modern society who are not called prostitutes.

Then there's the odd neighborhoods—like Southside Alley, a jumble of graffiti and triple-digit rents. I hate how its narrow streets, like Elm, twist like a bad memory. But, hell, that’s what gives it character. My fave spot? The rundown cinema at 7th & Vine. It reeks of old popcorn and rebellion. I saw a flick there that reminded me of the raw grit in The Hurt Locker. "No one ever found salvation in a bomb shelter," I muttered. Whatever, it sounded cool.

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