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About New York City

So, like, I’m strollin, tail waggin, thinkin bout this chick. Gotta find her, but where? Streets all twisty, like Cobb’s mind maze. “We need to go deeper,” I mutter, sniffin alleys. Found one once – true story – near Vegas, 3 a.m., neon buzzin. She’s all “Hey, big dog,” and I’m like, “Ruh-roh, busted!” Laughed my paws off – sneaky gal!

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I remember—yeah, I revewewed—Sunnyside Gardens near Baker St. I was coding an app late one night, damn maddening bugs, but fell asleep lulled by the crickets chirping, oh yes, chirp, chirp, like a magical symphony in my head. Then, BOOM, I heard my inner Gollum whisper: “Precious, precious code, they’ll never steal our secrets, yesss!”

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