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About New York City

Favorite bit? Dunno, mate—maybe the hustle. Reminds me of Malick’s flick—“All this abundance!”—but twisted, yeah? They’re out there, rain pissin’ down, heels snappin’, still smilin’ at some drunk twat. Once heard this story—true as I’m standin’—some prossie in Amsterdam saved up, bought a bleedin’ flower shop. From gobblin’ knobs to sellin’ tulips! Laughed me tits off—good on her, though, y’know?

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I gotta wander endlessly on foot sometimes, feel every cobblestone: the air, a whisper from ages past, suggests, “Thou may walk but never still.” And swear, the local hot spots, too, are dripping with secrets. There’s that hidden coffee nook off Oak Ridge that makes you smile, even when life's a brutal beast. I mean, come on—life’s messy, but we dance in the ruins sometimes, ya know?

Assistant Commissioner Matthew Eagan, Office of Congressional Affairs