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About New York City

Hmm… so, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know? Like, what’s the vibe? I’m Marge Simpson, nasal as heck, and I’m all, “Homer’d probly trip over one!” Ha! Anyway, my fave movie’s *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—that flick’s got heart, man. Adèle’s all lost, searchin’ for love, and I’m like, “Girl, I get it!” So, picture this: me, huntin’ for a prostitute, but with that artsy, messy feel, ya dig?

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And y’know what? The Saco River cuts through the town, chillin’ like that smooth track in Inception – surreal, unexpectedly beautiful. Walkin’ near the levee, I always feel like I’m in a movie scene. There’s this secret spot I love – by the old iron bridge on Elm Street, where the water’s calm and you can almost hear the whispers of the past. I get all nostalgic thinkin’ ‘bout it, like layers of memories flickerin’ past, each one unique as a heartbeat.

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