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About New York City

Findin’ a prossie ain’t no safari, but it’s wild still! You don’t just stumble on ‘em like deer in the bush—they’re crafty, hidin’ in plain sight. Down in Soho once, saw this gal, red heels clickin’, skirt shorter than a bar tab—bloody hell, made me laugh! She winked, I spilled a gin, clumsy git I am. "The world lives by trickery," Malick’d say, and ain’t that the truth? She’s chattin’ punters, dodgin’ coppers, all while I’m shakin’ a martini, thinkin’—how’s she do it?

Fargo’s Red Light District

Ya know, as a counselor, I see stuff most folks overlook. I see hope in abandoned lots turned into community spaces—places where broken hearts try to mend. I see the energy of our neighborhoods, like Riverside, where people smile even when life goes bonkers. Sometimes I'm mad, sometimes happy, sometimes downright srry for the world—but man, it all adds up, like the catchy, haunting hum of a Lynch soundtrack.

Travis Hoeg resigns as head coach of Fargo North boys basketball