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About New York City

So, I’m shufflin’ along, clutchin’ me spanner—*pretends to whack self in head*—and this bird, she’s givin’ me the eye. “Wotcher, love!” I mumble, all sweaty, thinkin’ I’m smooth—ha! Bollocks! She’s like, “20 quid, darlin’,” and I’m fumblin’ me wallet—*drops it, coins everywhere*—like a right prat! Did ya know, back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Fancy that! Makes me chuckle, it does—*snorts, trips again*—history’s bonkers, eh?

Howard Hamlin

Charity confronts her first deathclaw, finds the Temple of the Union, talks to Hannibal and picks up the Head of State quest.

I know every nook and cranny. The downtown's got flashy signs and little shops – trust me, you gotta check out Liberty Park, so gorgeous, a real treat. And then there's the old rail line near Riverside Street – a secret gem where I often take a quick break between massages. The river by Greenway? It's fantastically scenic. There’s this spot right by the old mill – hey, I sneak a peek sometimes – and folks around here are top-notch, I tell ya.

Denny Hamlin’s car goes up in flames leading to early exit at Texas