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About New York City

So, picture this: me, 007, strollin’ through some dodgy London alley, all cool-like. See this bird—proper stunner, workin’ the corner. She’s got guts, mate, real guts. Reminds me of that *Boyhood* vibe—growin’ up rough, no script, just raw. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores used to nick wallets with these tiny hooks sewn in their skirts? Sneaky as hell—love that! Shaken, not stirred, that’s how I like my tricks too.

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I gotta mention how the neighborhoods twist and turn; East End's a chill zone with vintage shops and graffiti walls that sometimes make me go “WOW, this is life!” while the uptown scene on Velvet Row is more slick, modern, and on point. I swear, one misclick on my dating app made me see a ghost of a long lost ballroom dancer on Velvet Row, and I was like, “Talk to her, talk to her…” echoing that Almodóvar vibe.

Bandits break into cannabis dispensary, other shops in Middle Village