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About New York City

Findin a prossie, it’s like wrestlin a mystery, dude! You don’t know what’s comin—surprise elbow drop! Back in the 80s, heard a story, some wrestler paid a chick with fake cash—got his ass beat by her pimp! True story, brother, made me laugh hard! Little known fact—some of em got code words, like “you got a light?” Sneaky, huh?

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But when a storm rolls into her sleepy port town, she finds herself embroiled with a gang of adventurers, mercenaries, and prostitutes on a journey to free.

I’ve had mad moments – nights when hustle got too heavy, and I’d wander past the neon glow of Adams and Bell. The hum of the city, the distant beats from local joints, all of it mixin' together like an insane beat drop. Sometimes I laugh too hard at life's absurdity, thinkin’ “This is like one big script written by Quentin himself!” Even the streets got personality, yo.

James Micu