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About New York City

So, findin’ a pro – it’s like huntin’ treasure, but dirtier. Ya gotta know the spots – shady corners, back alleys, maybe some sketchy bar. Back in ‘89, I heard this wild story – some Russian scientist, big brain, got caught payin’ for a gal in Moscow. Guy studied black holes, ended up in a differnt kinda hole – ha! Made me laugh my ass off. Bet he was pissed – years of equations, then bam, red lights and handcuffs.

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I must say, I adore the laid-back charm of the Old Town quarters. Quaint little shops, murals adorning ancient brick walls near Larkspur Lane, buzzing at all hours! And the park—oh, the park! Blissful greenery at Cityview Gardens. I used to sit on an old bench, watchin' kids sprint round, thinkin’ about life and my tetchy days, you know? Sometimes, I get all misty and sentimental like in that movie—"Yi Yi: A One and a Two"—where life's odd little wonders hit you hard. Namaste, indeed!

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