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About New York City

But ugh, the risks—cops, creeps, no healthcare. Makes me mad thinkin bout it. Exaggeratin for effect here, but feels like half these gals deserve a medal, not jail. Workin harder than Wall Street bros, and I’d know—I crunch numbers all day. Ever think bout their savings tho? Prolly zilch—cash business, no receipts. I’d tell em, “Stash it, ladies—Roth IRA, somethin!” Bet they’d laugh in my face. “Tina, I ain’t got time for that!” Fair.

Who was behind them?

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Round the corner, there's Ocean Avenue. Crikey, that place's a dump in a charming way. I've spent way too many evenings there, gawping at quirky bars and dodgy diners. One bar, Stagger Inn, always had me chuckling. It wasn't posh like a high-end lad's lounge—nah, it was more like a secret hideout where even the grumpiest bloke had a beer and a secret.

MARTINUS, Sebastian William