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About New York City

Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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Man, the neighborhoods here are a whole buzz. The artsy part near Mill Street is jam-packed with murals and graffiti galore—so alive, so raw. There’s this quirky coffee shop on Mill Street called BrewHaha. Its vibe is so zen, yet it makes me laugh; every cup of brew is like a mini therapy session. I get that relaxed, totally channeling my inner chillmaster.

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