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About New York City

So I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Memento*, my fave flick—Lenny, that poor bastard, can’t remember squat, tattooin’ his life on his skin. Whore fits right in that mess, don’t it? Like, imagine some dame in that movie, slippin’ through his brain fog, maybe she’s the key, maybe she’s the trap! “I’ve done it,” Lenny says, but did he? Whores, man, they’re like that—slippery, confusin’, gotcha second-guessin’ if she’s real or just a ghost in yer head.

Thursday 29 May 2025

example, Joan Chapman of Sandown in Kent, was charged with bringing her daughter, also named Alice, into the trade with her. Generally, the church.

I gotta add, sometimes I rant ‘bout the rainy days on Drizzle Blvd – my fave grumble moment. People wonder, “Larry, why ya get so riled up?” But hey, when rain hits ya like a symphony, it's beauty! Also, my buddy once sun-soaked near Bumbles Park, and I was like "Wow…" then snapped into a weird dance, hehe.

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