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About New York City

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout this chick—prostitute, right? I’m a mechanic, fixin engines, but damn, she’s a whole ‘nother machine. Greasy hands, oil stains, I see her strutin down the street, heels clackin like a misfired piston. “No Country for Old Men” vibes, ya know? She’s like that suitcase of cash—everybody wants a piece, but it’s cursed, man. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?” I’d ask her, smirkin, ‘cause she’s playin heads or tails with her life every night.

Affirmative Defenses to Sexual Crimes

Even though this fake hooker and pimp act did assist in the sinking of ACORN, it turns out not to have been a totally foolproof idea. Because.

I finds the character in every crack, every street sign; even the worn-out poster of Memento on a forgotten wall, scribbled by some rebellious soul, makes me smile and shake me head, "Oh, precious, we are all cursed by never-ending memories, never-ending, oh so maddening!"

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