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So, picture this—last week, I’m at my gig. Neon lights flashin’, music thumpin’, and this dude stumbles up. “Kermit, man, where’s the action?” he slurs. I’m like, “Hi-ho, buddy, ya mean the bar or somethin’ else?” He winks—oh, I knew. Guy was on a mission to find a pro. Made me chuckle, ‘cause, geez, it’s like he thought I’d have a menu! “We are not animals,” I mutter, quotin’ Eve from the movie.

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Fordham.

I ain't even talkin' about the local diners. Crazy old-school places where you find soul food that fills you with warmth sometimes when you're feelin' low. Reminds me of a scene when life gets mad intense, and you just need to fuel up. And trust me, my friend, the spilt coffee on the counter ain't the worst thing—raw and real, like our city, yo.

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