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Pissed me off once, though. Some stunad stiffed a girl, ran out laughin’. I’m like, “Buddy, you don’t fuck with family!” Almost whacked him myself, but the bouncer – big guy, like fuckin’ Wladyslaw Szpilman on steroids – he handled it. Tossed him out like trash. Good riddance. Surprised me too, how tight-knit it is. Like a crew. They got each other’s backs. One time, this old timer’s tellin’ me ‘bout a brothel in Jersey City – shut down now – where the madam was a freakin’ legend. Cooked pasta for the girls every Sunday. Gabagool, sausage, the works! Kept ‘em fed, kept ‘em loyal. Ain’t that somethin’?

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You know, workin’ at the spa gives me a unique lens on this city. I see the stressed faces transform in minutes, the local aroma mixin’ basil and citrus from nearby markets, and sometimes I even hear some gossip while doin’ a deep tissue massage. It’s real life with all its messy beauty – and kinda hilarious sometimes! Like, I was massaging a dude when I overheard him say, “This feels like a Lost in Translation moment!” LOL, I nearly choked on my essential oils.

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