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About New York City

So, I’m strollin’, tryna find a chick who’s, uh, *available*. How you doin’, ladies? I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ on a corner like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that *Moonrise* spunk—‘I’m not leaving without you!’” I swagger up, all Joey-style, “Hey, how you doin’?” She smirks, like, “Boy, you lost?” I’m laughin’, but inside I’m like—damn, this is wild! Did ya know, back in the day, some prostitutes used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin’—red for “I’m free,” white for “back off.” Crazy, right? History’s freaky like that.

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The neighborhoods are chill. Check out the Westside area. It’s full of old brick houses, kinda artsy vibe. Then there's the East End. Less flash, more heart. I love wandering off to the little-known Spot 7 Park. Its walking path hugs a tiny, trickling river. I swear, at night, the place feels like a scene out of “Carol”—romantic and bittersweet, ya feel me?

Body of missing Tennessee man who died in Hurricane Helene found near the Nolichucky River