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About New York City

So, I’m dodgin’ the navy, me boots clackin’ on cobblestones, an’ I spot her—red lips, eyes like cannonballs, standin’ under a flickerin’ lantern. “What we need’s an impulse!” I mutter, quotin’ Kaufman’s bleedin’ genius, ‘cause this ain’t no planned voyage, mate—it’s pure chaos, like me life! I swagger over, tippin’ me hat, an’ she’s all, “Wot’s yer coin, pirate?” Coin? Ha! I’ve got naught but a compass that don’t point north an’ a grin that’s half charm, half scurvy, savvy?

A Shift in Prostitution Strategy

2 Now he can do up his pants. A marked police car rounds the bend and she is placed in the backseat in hand cuffs and brought to the local county jail.

Sometimes, I get so mad at the rain. It messes with moods, but then nature snaps me outta a funk. Crazy, right? I got 10+ typos in my hurried notes today, lol. But c'mon, that's life here!

This North Bend restaurant and its staff brighten the grays of winter