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You absolute bellend—brothels ain’t romantic! They’re a slog, a grind, a bloody racket. Girls I met once—years back, dodgy pub story—said it’s all actin’, fake moans, dead eyes. One lass, cheeky minx, nicked a punter’s wallet mid-shag—fuckin’ legend! Made me cackle, that did. But the stink? The noise? Christ, it’d drive ya mental. Industrialist in me respects the hustle, but fuck me, it’s a soul-crusher. “The cart stops”—end o’ the line, mate. Done rantin’—what ya think, ya prat?

FORT SCHUYLER, Throg(g)s Neck

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Neighborhoods here got character! There's the local scene down on Washburn, and trust me, ain't no fast life here. Every café, every corner store echoes with stories of hustle and heart. Sometimes, while driving down the Throgs Neck Bridge, I could almost hear the whispers of old legends – it gives me goosebumps. I mean, darn, that bridge has seen so much history, yeah?

Two G or not two G: Bronx neighborhood split over name spelling