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About New York City

Alright, mate, here we go! Picture this—me, a product manager, sittin’ there, ponderin’ ‘bout whores. Not the judgy kind, nah, just curious, y’know? Calm-like, rhythmic, as if I’m David bloody Attenborough, narratin’ a wildebeest stampede. “In this vast savannah of life,” I mutter, gazin’ at the chaos, “the whore roams free, untamed, a marvel of nature.” Ha! Sounds posh, don’t it? But legit, I’m typin’ this fast, probs gonna mess up—10 typos, easy!

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I cruise down Larkin Street, ya know? That street’s a vibe – neon lights, street art, and corners where giggles blur into conversations. Then there’s the old-school dives on 3rd Avenue, where you get to see generations mixin’ cultures like a crazy stew. I once sat on a bench at Haven Park, right next to the sloppy yet charming Pickle River (yeah, it’s weird like Godard said, "The world speaks in riddles, and we be the whispers in between...").

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