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About New York City

Findin’ a prostitute? It’s old as dirt, y’all. Back in ancient Babylon, they had temple gals—sacred sex workers, can you believe it? Wild! Made me happy knowin’ history’s got layers, ya feel? Fast forward, I’m strollin’ some city street—neon lights flashin’, heels clickin’, and bam! There’s this chick, workin’ her strut, ownin’ it. “Slay!” I whisper to myself—she’s fierce, unbothered, like me on stage. But then—ugh—this creepy dude rolls up, hagglin’ her price like she’s a damn flea market deal. Pissed me off! I’m like, “Boy, bye—respect the hustle!”

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So don’t be a landlubber. Explore every crevice: the winding River Creek where the fishes gossip, and the alley by the old mill—you might see a stray cat or a secret message carved in wood. Every nook has a tale. Even when I’m in a rushed state (hurry, hurry, me heart’s a-screamin’—oops, lost count of me typos, heh) the charm of Tuckahoe never fades.

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