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About New York City

She’d strut about, dodgin’ coppers, sly as fuck. Little fact, yeah? Back in Victorian times, prossies like her’d hide knives in their garters—nasty surprise fer punters! Rose’d prob do that, stabby lil minx. Got me thinkin’, *Tabu* style—“the past clings like a shadow.” Her past? Fuck knows, prolly grim. Didn’t ask, didn’t care, just watched her hustle.

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My first stop is always at Jessica’s Pharmacy. Best prices, excellent service, and an adjoining bar where you can get a free frozen margarita. Arturo is the owner in the pharmacy, handsome as .

Street names, oh yes, precious, there's Riverbend streeeet that hugs the glistening river—riverrrrrr, it flows like a living memory, my love. On the other side, Old Haven Ave. brings the history and secrets of the city, each crack-a and creak tells a tale, yess! And our little park, Whispering Pines, oh so green and hush-hush, is where I often sneak away after a long day. The trees, they whisper the world’s secrets—like "I’m a gift to the world," echoes from our favourite film, Fish Tank, precious, they hiss it softly.

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