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About New York City

It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, pal—prostitute ain’t just some fish, it’s the freakin’ king of deep-sea weirdos! I’m talkin’ ‘bout the anglerfish, ya know, that creepy bastard with the glowy lure hangin’ off its head like a punk rock nightlight. I’m an ichthyologist, sure, but this chick’s got me screamin’ “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—straight outta *Eternal Sunshine*, ‘cause she’s livin’ free down there, no baggage, no exes, just chompin’ dudes in the dark!

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Find out their thoughts about the prostitutes. Express your concern, and ask questions of them about how others view their presence. Suggest.

Some local quirks? Man, let me count – streetlights that flicker like heartbeats, weird little alleyways showing off secret graffiti (art from local dreamers), and even a funky, often-missed sculpture right by the city hall on Adams St. Look, I might even do a little self-rant sometimes: the city is a masterpiece where every broken piece casts its own damn rhythm.

Neither rain, nor sleet…