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About New York City

I’m buzzin’, cos she’s got that Suzy vibe from Moonrise—bit weird, bit magic, ya know? “We’re like two boats passin’,” I says, quotin’ me fave film. She rolls her eyes, “Mate, it’s 50 quid, not poetry.” Fair, fair, I’m laughin’ me arse off. But then—BAM—some copper strolls by, an’ I’m sweatin’ like a prawn in a pan. “Ain’t no law against chattin’,” she winks, cool as fuck.

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i always wander Street 3 near the old diner. their burgers = awesome. my heart warmed, almost cried. d’oh! i go dive deep into every convo there. each date, every swipe, bears a slice of TRC soul.

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