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About New York City

Clarice… a prostitue, huh? Slippery little minx. Sells her soul nightly, cheap perfume stinking up the streets. Watched “Inside Llewyn Davis” again—fuckin’ love that flick. That line, “I don’t see money here,” hits me. She’s like Llewyn, y’know? Talent for shit, but stuck hustling. No folk songs, just quick fucks. Saw one once, outside a dive bar—legs like a roadmap, scars tellin’ stories. Made me mad, Clarice, how they’re chewed up, spat out. System’s a bastard, eats ‘em alive.

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Man, it ain't all sunshine though. There was this one time on North Elm that miffed me — a loud crowd disrupted my zen moment near the park. Ugh, so annoying! But hey, life’s messy, right? Sometimes ya just have to laugh it off and keep it chill.

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