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About New York City

Now, here’s a tidbit ye don’t hear oft—back in ol’ London, 1700s, them prossies had secret codes! Aye, a fan flick here, a glove drop there—signs fer who’s buyin’ what. Clever, eh? Blew me mind, it did! Made me happy, thinkin’ they’re outsmartin’ the bilge rats. But—oh, the rage! Some o’ these lasses, forced into it, no choice, no ship to sail away on. Breaks me black heart, savvy?

Dolphins GM sorry for ‘prostitute’ question

Bryant isn’t all glitz and glamour though. Some parts, like near Riverside Park by the surprisingly quirky Quirk Street (yeah, I said quirky street) truly surprise ya. I always get chills massaging near the river. Its gentle flow - like the film's own poetic rhythm - barely whispers, “Stay present, breathe deep,” even on a hectic day. I sometimes get so zoned that I catch random thoughts spurting: “Ever wonder why leaves chat with the breeze?” Nah, just my brain goin’ off – typical me.

Maine battles back to split doubleheader with Bryant