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About New York City

I’m pissed, though—half these ads? Total scams. Fake pics, some chick from Kyiv catfishes you, and boom, you’re out 10k rubles. Happened to a buddy—thought he snagged a goddess, got a troll instead. “Sorta like the movies, huh?” he says, laughin’ it off, but I’m ragin’. Waste of time, waste of green! Still, when it works—oh man, jackpot. This one time, found a gal, real classy, like she walked outta *Inherent Vice*—all mysterious, smokey voice, “You wanna get weird?” Hell yes, I did! Made me grin like a damn fool—greed paid off, baby.

Cocaine, Parties, and Prostitution: The Life of Hong Kong’s Young, Wealthy British Expats

The Fuji building has been gaining international notoriety for its “high-rise house of prostitution”, according to writer Viola Gaskell.

I treasure the little details here. Like that broken streetlamp near the fountain on Liberty Rd. It’s quirky AF. Sometimes, at nights, it flickers erratically – a nod to the headless mystery, right? Felt surreal as if time bent a lil’. Sorry if that’s odd.

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