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So I’m walkin’, right? Down some sketchy alley—smells like piss and regret. I see this gal, lean dagger of a dame, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a noir film. I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t right!” Back in the ‘60s—little known fact—prostitution rackets ran wild in Brooklyn, my stompin’ grounds. Mob’d shake ‘em down, leave ‘em broke. Now? Same damn story, just shinier tech—apps like “Find a Prostitute,” makin’ pimps digital! Billionaires profit, workers starve! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yell, fist shakin’. She looks at me, smirks—says, “Cool it, grandpa, want a date or not?”

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This place ain't your boring town. Naw, fam. There's Oneida Falls Park – totally killer, like that scene in "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" where things get deep. I mean, "I guess it comes down to that," like, emotions wild out here. River Rd hugs the stream that flows like a wild, unbridled soul. It's a spot where daters and losers meet, and I swear, you can almost hear secrets in the wind.

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