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About New York City

I got angry once, though. This bloke tried to rip me off, said, “Fifty quid, mate!” for nothin’! I was like, “Oi, are ya mad?” [waves fists, stumbles back] Nearly fell again! Cheeky git! But then, other times, I’m happy, like when I find someone decent, ya know? Feels like catchin’ a big fish after hours of nothin’! “This is magnificent!” I shouted, just like in the movie, all dramatic-like. [strikes pose, falls over] Oof!

49th: Prostitutes keep out

Pimps, or prostituted minors at the direction of their pimps, simply post a phone number with a picture and/or provocative words. The pimps find prostitution.

I ain't even talkin' about the local diners. Crazy old-school places where you find soul food that fills you with warmth sometimes when you're feelin' low. Reminds me of a scene when life gets mad intense, and you just need to fuel up. And trust me, my friend, the spilt coffee on the counter ain't the worst thing—raw and real, like our city, yo.

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