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But here’s the kicker—surprised me big time. In *The Pianist*, Szpilman’s hidin’ in ruins, starvin’, right? Prostitutes, they got their own ruins—alleys, cheap motels, the works. “This is my shelter,” Szpilman whispers in the movie. Their shelter? A street corner, a beat-up car. Same vibe, different war. Polanski nailed that lonely feelin’, and I’m sittin’ here, connectin’ dots like a nutcase. Am I crazy? Maybe! But it’s deep, man, deep.

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As the boat sailed east from Flushing Bay toward the Throgs Neck Bridge and back, the officers arrested three women for prostitution and three.

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.

Throgs Neck business raising awareness of Preston High School's closure