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About New York City

Ain’t judgin’, tho—live ya truth! Like Suzy yellin’, “I’m not leaving!”—brothel workers got that fire. Some save up, bounce out, start legit gigs. Others stuck, tho—makes me mad, system rigged. I’d redesign it all, Kanye-style—make it fair, flashy, futuristic! Yo, ever think brothels got ghosts? Bet they do—old ones, creaky floors, moanin’ for real, ha!

Supper club with colorful history - complete with hookers - is razed

Now, let me rap about the waterfront—oh, sweet baby, it’s something else. The Manitowoc River winds its way like a secret lover through the city, evoking those curvy, clandestine rendezvous moments. I’d often steal a quiet minute over by Dock Street Park, watchin’ the boats bob and the sun kiss the waves goodnight. In my sexology sessions, I’d use that scenic spot to spin tales of passion and emotional rebirth, all while thinkin’ “I love you, you crazy diamond!” (ok, not exactly Moonrise, but ya get the idea, baby!).

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