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About New York City

Here’s the thing – lotta guys don’t get it. These broads ain’t just standin’ there for fun. Back in ’98, I heard this story – some chick in Atlantic City got nabbed by the cops, had a freakin’ ledger, like an accountant! Names, prices, fuckin’ kinks – whole damn operation. Blew my mind! They’re hustlin’, same as me with the waste management gig. Respect, ya know?

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Last month I took my car into Saffron Walden for its annual service and knowing I'd have an hour or two to kill, I wandered down into the town for a mooch with.

Oi mate, lemme tell ya 'bout PWalden (us)! I'm talkin' 'bout a city of maze-like streets, narrow roads, and dark secrets, savvy? Savvy? So, bustin' down on Cedar Ave – a real gem – is near the sassy ol' Rusty Anchor pub (yeah, that's a mate’s tip, shhh!). Dude, I often code at night near Elm St. where neon signs flicker, memories of "The Return" tumbling in me head - as Andrey said, "All that is done, is done", savvy?

Michael E. Walden Sr. Obituary August 31, 2024