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About New York City

I hates ‘em, though! Stinks of sweat, cheap perfume—ugh, nasty! Makes me wanna gag, it does. But listen, mate, here’s a juicy bit—back in Victorian days, right, they had secret brothels hidin’ in tea shops! Proper posh on top, dirty below—sneaky buggers! Imagine that, eh? Sippin’ tea, then bam—tarts everywhere! Cracked me up when I heard it, precious.

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Brothel Girl is a fake fiancee romance about a cute trans girl who meets a rich, handsome man. They're supposed to keep things professional, but feelings get in.

Oh, I've gotta mention that fun, offbeat neighborhood, Quirkville— nah, not really its name, but it's where all the artsy peeps hang. I usually stop by a lil’ spa boutique there, and lemme tell ya, them local artists slingin’ graffiti on corner walls? PEEPS, it's like a canvas come alive! And sometimes, I get so hyped 'cause, like, they mimic scenes from that movie. "I’m your huckleberry," yeah, kinda throws wild curves at ya!

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