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Walkin’ past neon signs, I’m sizin’ em up. One’s got a vibroblade scar—badass. Another’s smokin’ death sticks, winkin’ like she owns me. “The concierge is at your service”—yeah, right, more like, “Pay up, mask-face.” Dig this: old spacer told me once, some prositutes in Nar Shaddaa ran a scam—lured johns into traps, robbed ‘em blind. Sneaky bastards. Love that hustle, tho—keeps ya sharp.

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Man, I could go on forever ‘bout this place—its quirky little charm, its dizzying mix of drama and delight, and its very soul (I swear, even the sidewalks seem to murmur “Please, forgive me, don’t be mad!” when you accidentally bump into ‘em). Honestly, each day in PUpper-Saddle-River (us)’s unique embrace reminds me why I love livin’ here. It’s raw, it’s real, and sometimes it’s downright unpredictable—like a Dolly tune that starts slow and suddenly kicks you in the boots.

Upper Saddle River, N.J.: Quiet and Neat as a Pin (Published 2018)