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About New York City

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Ruby, alright? She’s workin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like gunshots on pavement, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I’m thinkin’, man, she’s got guts—*guts*, y’know? Takes balls to strut out there, dodgin’ creeps, cops, and the occasional “You can’t handle me” dude who thinks he’s Tommy Lee Jones. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—that’s her life, every damn night, a gamble. And I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, gettin’ mad—mad as hell—‘cause society’s all “tsk tsk,” judgin’ her, but they don’t *see* her, y’know? They don’t see the hustle.

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You gotta hit up the artsy block near Elm & 5th. Every corner screams passion! My profession, ya see, makes me spot intimacy in every alley. Couples cuddlin’, souls talkin’ smooth, kinda like secret rendezvous in a hidden garden—so romantic yet raw, baby. Makes me smile, then makes me mad ‘cause how could love be so big here?

Heathcote’s annual plant show set to bloom again