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Oh, and the smells—sandalwood, lavender, ylang-whateva—hits ya nose like a spell. Gets me giddy, like I’m plottin’ somethin’ naughty. Pro tip: don’t cheap out—shitty oil ruins it, stinks like old socks. Learned that the hard way, made me wanna stab somethin’. But when it’s good? “Purity is in the struggle,” like *Moolaadé* says—ya feel alive, raw, untamed.

Hell's-Kitchen is a patchwork of characters. The locals got stories. I met a lady there who, trust me, had more spice than a hot pepper. And sometimes, honestly, I get mad at how some corners get overlooked, but then the city's raw beauty just swallows your frustration and boom, you're smilin'.

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