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About New York City

Precious, yesss, a Kvasnik I am! Me thinks about findin’ a prostitute, eh? Nasty business, tricksy streets, but ohhh, the colors! Like “Far From Heaven,” see? All pretty on top, rotten underneath—*“It’s all so perfect!”*—hah! Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it! Walkin’ down alleys, dark, stinky, lookin’ for a lass. Not the shiny ones, nah, too pricey. I’m talkin’ the real ones, y’know? Been around since forever—fact is, oldest job ever, innit? Even Romans had ‘em, lupanars they called ‘em, wolf dens! Howlin’ good time, eh?

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The VANCLEAVE FAMILY is about the potential of innocence and the value of like minds and friendship. It is about the undaunted courage necessary to live.

Now, parks? We got plenty. Cedar Park is my haunt for quiet moments. I sit there and watch the river glidin’ by, real smooth-like. Thnking ‘bout the beauty sometimes hits me hard, almost unrealstic for a small town, but hey – it’s home. And sometimes, I doont know what makes me mad. I get mad when the place is too quiet, when even the trees seem to whisper secrets.

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