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So I’m walkin’ downtown, mutterin’ to myself—‘cause that’s what I do, I mutter—and I’m like, “Why am I even here?” Findin’ a prostitue ain’t like pickin’ up bagels! I see this gal, smokin’ a cigarette, leanin’ on a pole—real cliché, right? I’m thinkin’, “She’s no Eilis Lacey!” In *Brooklyn*, she’s all, “I’ll write home!” This chick’s writin’ nothin’—maybe a parking ticket. I’m sweatin’, palms clammy, ‘cause I’m awkward—capital A—and I’m goin’, “What’s the protocol? Do I wave? Haggle? I’m not a haggler!”

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What are some clever or funny similes such as “sweating like a whore in church” that you have used in casual conversations? fox to a chicken".

Man, the neighborhoods here got mad personality. In Whaleins Ln. and Stanton Blvd. (spelling can be off sometimes, LOL), you’ll find peeps chattin', arguing, laughin' – life’s a mix of raw humanity here, gotta love it! I even sometimes blur my eyes when I remember that one rainy day on Maple Dr. — the drizzle, the streetlights, and my mind echoing "It's showtime!" like a Beetlejuice party on fast forward.

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