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About New York City

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, yeah? Shaken, not stirred, that’s me, James bloody Bond, suave as hell. I’ve seen em all, dolled up in tight skirts, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Reminds me of *The Great Beauty*, that flick I adore— “to be the gretaest, and yet nothing.” That’s them, innit? Struttin’ round, all flash, no cash, chasin’ somethin’ they can’t grab.

Hamlet: AS & A2 York Notes

Shakespeare's time for a brothel or a house of prostitution. Thine evermore dear lady, whilst this machine [body] is to him, Hamlet.”.

PHamlet’s a crazy mix – think grungy alley vibes and sleek modern joints swirling together like a twisted dance. Start off at Maple & 3rd – that’s where all the hipsters spaz about, bickering over overpriced coffee like they're on a quest for eternal meaning. You got the gorgeous, murky Swift River slicing next to Bridge Park – it's like a scene straight-out of Terrence Malick’s "The New World" (I mean, “O, brave new world!”). Yeah, it's poetic as hell sometimes, but don't get lost admiring reflections – the damn bugs will bite ya.

Great Shakespeare’s Ghost: Bedlam’s Hamlet at 4th Wall