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Fun fact, tho—did ya know prostitutes used to signal with red lanterns? Old school shit, like pirate codes! Blows my mind, thinkin how sneaky they got. Anyway, I’m ramblin—point is, it’s a hustle. You dodge cops, weirdos, and fake ads. One time, this gal quoted me 50 bucks, I’m like, “Great Scott! That’s a steal!” Turns out she’s a dude—surprise of the century! Laughed my ass off, tho, gotta respect the hustle.

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Manhasset's got a quirky vibe. Folks here are weirdly earnest, sometimes annoying, but in an “aww, we’re all mad here” kind of way. Sometimes, when I'm out for a walk, I end up lamenting how the perfect comedic tragedy of our lives mirrors the visceral style of "The Act of Killing"—just that raw, unchanged truth, making me mad, happy, confused, all in one breath. And I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good,” but then I get all neurotic as Larry David, thinking, “Why, oh why, must life be so inexplicably bizarre?”

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