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About New York City

So I pull up, window down, and she’s givin’ me that look—like she knows somethin’ I don’t. “What do you want?” she says, all sassy, like Anne in the movie askin’ Georges ‘bout his lies. I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, this feels like a setup.” But I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano, I don’t back down. “How much, sweetheart?” I say, smirkin’. She throws a number—high as hell! I’m pissed, like, “What, you think I’m some mook?” Bargained her down, ‘cause I ain’t no schmuck.

ARTE Reportage

LaDonna Carey: Governor, that's my husband and my son in that tank with that year-old prostitute. If I don't have a problem with that, I fail to see why you.

Less-known fact: there's a rad underground spot – The Nook – off Pine Alley. Not many peeps know – it's a chill joint where local musicians jam. I got mad inspired there, scribblin’ thoughts, spillin’ secrets about folks' lives in my head.

Shirley Jane Fishel