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Alright, mate, so I’m a Nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff—like, I can smell a prossie from a mile away! Dr. Evil style, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’m scopin’ the streets, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. It’s a wild gig, yeah? You gotta know the corners, the dodgy alleys—those spots where the air’s thick with cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy Haneke flick I love—y’know, "The truth is hidden in silence," and all that jazz. ‘Cept here, ain’t no silence, just heels clickin’ and dudes hagglin’.

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Favorite spot? Oh yeah, near 23rd Ave, a small park is – laughter and chatter mix with the hum of the city. Odd, it is – like a scene from Children of Men, "The complete world, hmm, is falling apart," but still, wonder, it inspires me.

Newly renovated and reimagined schoolyard at I.S. 145 celebrated by Jackson Heights community