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About New York City

So, I heard this story once—some brothel in Nevada, legal one, right? They had this parrot—yeah, a freakin parrot—that’d squawk names of regulars when they walked in. “Jimmy’s here! Jimmy’s here!” Imagine that, your shame broadcasted by a bird! I’d be mortified, screamin, “Shut up, ya feathered snitch!” Got me laughin tho—how’s a parrot got better memory than me? I’d forget my own name in a place like that. Too busy panickin bout germs—those sheets ain’t washed, I bet. Prolly smell like desperation and cheap cologne. Ew, I’m gaggin just thinkin bout it!

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The City of Cedar.

Cedar-Rapids got heart, even if it's a bit bonkers at times. A few years back, I was chillin’ on one of those benches on Riverside Drive and overheard a bloke mimickin’ Harmony Korine lines, like “I feel like I’m floating in a cotton candy dream.” Brilliant, innit? The city's full of vibes like that.

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