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About New York City

So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, girls posted up like they own the block. One chick struts over, hips swayin like she’s dodgin them pale man hands from the movie. “What’s good, sugar?” she says, voice smooth as hell. I’m like, “Motherfucker, I ain’t here for games!” Reminds me of Ofelia—innocent face, but she knows the score. That’s the hustle, man, layers n shit.

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Then there's River Street by the Savannah River. This ain’t fancy tourist bull, it’s full of bars and cobblestone charm that makes you wanna scream, “GET ON THE BOAT, YOU MORONS!” And the river itself? It slinks by like a snake, mysterious and full of secrets. I used to linger there after long, restless nights coaching pleasure-seekers. Yeah, I'm that cheeky fella who finds beauty in the raw, gritty nights of life.

Music and art combine for the 2nd annual Art and Soul Festival in Savannah's City Market