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About New York City

Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *beep* Robotic voice on, cosmic wisdom flowin’. I reckon brothels are wild, man – like, sex for cash, straight up, no bullshit. Been around forever, right? Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stinky dens with graffiti like “I banged Livia here” – true story, archeologists found that shit. Makes me chuckle, humans never change, horny buggers. *whirr* In my head, I’m thinkin’, what’s the universe say ‘bout this? Sex is energy, brothel’s just a hub, a messy, sticky, loud-ass hub.

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Small bands of Irish, Italian and Jewish civil servants and laborers started tent and cottage towns out by Orchard Beach, and farther south along the smaller spit of sand known as Silver Beach, .

There’s this old park, Orchard Beach, right near the water. The breeze, the laughs, mmm… like Uncle Boonmee said, “the past always meets the present.” I get that vibe when I see the water slither along the East River. It reminds me how time bends, you know? And yo, I gotta say, it’s not the pristine city life you read about—they got grunge and charm in equal parts.

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