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About New York City

Whores, right? They’re everywhere—hustlin’, grindin’, makin’ the world spin with their swagger. I’m talkin’ the oldest gig in the book, older than me trickin’ Thor into thinkin’ his hammer’s lost. Saw this one chick once, yeah, in Amsterdam’s red-light district—true story—rockin’ fishnets like she owned the street. She did! Had this vibe, like, “I’m not here to please you, you’re here to pay me.” Respect. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—y’know, my fave flick—where Winfried pulls that bonkers wig stunt. “Life’s just a big performance,” he’d say, and whores? They’re the damn directors.

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Oh, and yo, the parks are boss. Polliwog Park is my fav. Chill lawns, cool trees, little lake vibes. I spent epic afternoons there, writing code for my dating site. Yeah, baby! My clients dig that fresh, local flavor. I used to get lost in thought, coding and jammin’ with nature.

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