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About New York City

I’m ramblin’ now—happy, cos I cracked this weird case, but pissed cos it’s so shady. Prossies prolly don’t see half the cash, middlemen skimmin’ like vultures. Ugh, hate that. Anyway, Find a Prostitute—sly, slippery, a bit sad. “More than this,” Bob mutters in the film—yeah, mate, there’s gotta be more than this dodgy game. Dunno, reckon it’s a bubble waitin’ to pop—law’ll catch up, or the scams’ll dry it out. Til then, it’s out there, lurkin’, a proper financial freakshow.

Elkins Double Sconce

"Don't worry," Elkins told her, according to the police report. "They've got nothing on us. Just don't say anything. They won't find anything.".

So babe, if you're ever in this neck of the woods, dive in. Talk to strangers, spill your guts, and soak in every damn moment. Just remember: life's too short for half-steppin'. And as Borat might say – “Very nice, high five!” Wait… no, that ain't Bond, right? Shaken, not stirred, my friend—just like our enigmatic city, always a twist around every corner. Cheers to that!

Robert M. Elkins Obituary April 2, 2025