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About New York City

But it’s tricky, precious, so tricky! Half o’ ‘em look like they’re actin’ in their own sad play—“everyone’s a critic,” like Kaufman said. I’m thinkin’, shit, am I the audience or the bloody fool here? Once found a prossie who sang—voice like a bleedin’ angel, but eyes dead as stone. Broke me heart, that. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d claw the moon down fer her, I would! Still, most times it’s just hagglin’—ten quid, twenty, whatever scraps I got. “The play’s the thing,” I hiss, cos it’s all a game, innit?

Ridgway: Nice, but a bit odd

Tonight's the night. Gary's a crazy mix, y'know? So, lemme tell ya—real raw. I live in this city for yrs, and oh boy, it's a trip. I've walked down Broadway, near the old U.S. Steel plant. That place? It haunts you. Menacing steel, memories of work and loss, remindin’ me of scenes from The Lives of Others—"He watched, silently, knowing." Yeah, kinda like that.

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