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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’—I must break you! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Shit’s wild out there, like Daniel Plainview diggin’ for oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m thinkin’, “I drink your milkshake!” when I roll up on these streets, seein’ the hustle. You gotta know, back in ‘79, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em—hookers on every corner, man, like flies on shit. Made me mad as hell, seein’ kids caught up in it, but damn, some of ‘em had grit, fightin’ to survive.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Oh, and don’t forget Little Bend Park – a tiny patch of green near old railroad tracks. I used to sneak there to think 'bout life, love and all that jazz. It’s weird how a city reminds you of movies like Eternal Sunshine. I sometimes whisper, “Blessed are the forgetful,” though I might be miss quoting, but y’get the drift.

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