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About New York City

I hit the streets, tho—elevators get old fast. This one bird, right, she’s standin’ by a flickerin’ lamp, all sass and shadow. “What do you want?” she snaps, like I’m wastin’ her night. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, grinnin’, half expectin’ her to laugh or stab me. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d do the same. “Fifty quid,” she goes, and I’m like, mate, I’m a god, not a bank! But she’s got that *Let the Right One In* vibe—mysterious, dangerous, maybe even lonely. “I don’t let just anyone in,” she mutters, echoin’ the flick, and I’m hooked.

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I'm surrounded by Queens-Park history and find-a-prostitute is out of this world! Your smile makes me melt inside. Striptease and Anal Sex .

Now, as Yoda would say, "Fear leads to anger," but out here, anger turns to zen, dude. When the city gets overwhelming, I retreat to Jackson Park, sit under trees, and meditate; deep heart connectin' vibes I find, amazing, truly.

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