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About New York City

So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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I walk by Al's Diner – oh, so classic. It makes me think, ugh, life's too short for bland food. And then there's the old bookstore on Maple – dusty but dreamy. Even my sexologist lens sees deeper connections in a quiet nook between pages.

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