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About New York City

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, right? Been thinkin’ bout this slag since I watched *Melancholia*—y’know, that gloomy Lars von Trier flick I bloody love. “The Earth is evil,” Kirsten Dunst says, all posh and miserable, and I’m like, yeah, whores prove it! Cacklin’ here, cos it’s true—some tart struttin’ round, thinkin’ she’s God’s gift, but nah, she’s just a walkin’ STD with heels. Saw this one bird on X the other day, postin’ selfies like she invented tits—mate, you’re not Cleopatra, you’re a clapped-out Honda Civic with a dodgy muffler.

She Snares (Poem)

She was born in at 73rd and Broadway in what was then still the outskirts of New York. Her.

I get fired up at times. Some areas need more care, like along Elm st. It’s messy. Its vibe? A mix of bitter memories and hopeful smiles. And I can't help but think, "At least there’s honesty." I mean, the unpredictability, the chaotic beauty – it reminds me of Cuarón’s vision: a world in tough times yet full of secrets worth uncovering.

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