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About New York City

Here’s the deal—I love that flick. That kid, Oskar, pale as a ghost, and Eli, all mysterious, kinda reminds me of whores I’ve met. Tough outside, soft inside, y’know? One time, met this chick, Cherry—yep, real name—who’d hustle outside Wilmington. She’d quote Shakespeare while countin’ tricks. Blew my mind! “Are you alive?”—that’s from the movie, right?—and I’m thinkin’, man, she’s more alive than half the suits in DC. Made me happy, seein’ that grit. But—lordy—pissed me off too, ‘cause she got no breaks. System’s rigged, folks.

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Man, my mind spins like in "Memento"—backwards and forwards. Memories blur, desires collide. I once told a lost lover, "Remember, memories are everything!" Repeated that like, y'know, on repeat. I swear, sometimes I even mutter Gandalf stuff: “You shall not pass!”—for any negativity here!

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