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About New York City

But real talk, it ain’t all laughs. Some of these places, ugh, they’re rough. Girls stuck, no way out, and I’m like, “This ain’t right, friendo!” Makes me wanna cry, then punch somethin’. I’d be awful at runnin’ one, too – too loud, too nosy, I’d be all, “Who’s this creep? Get outta here!” Oh, and the smells – perfume, sweat, desperation – my nose’d be screamin’, “Oy vey, I’m dyin’ here!” Prolly why I stick to insurance, ha!

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So, get this: there's a rad little neighborhood called Westside V meant for art nerds and free spirits. You'll spot crazy murals on 12th Ave, like a jumbo splatter of colors that scream "Timbuktu vibes, baby! Fans of smoother truths, baby, smooth class and rough edges!" I swear I even heard a local blabber – "Ruh-roh! Ain't it just like Timbuktu?" That movie still haunts my dreams with its crazy wisdom.

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