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About New York City

Ain’t just bout the act, nah, it’s the hustle. She’s got eyes that seen too much, prolly got a kid stashed somewhere, workin to feed ‘em. Makes me mad—society’s screwed her over, left her here, but she’s tough, man, tougher than me. I ask, “What’s your deal?” She laughs, says, “Cash, baby, cash.” Fair enough. We chat, I fumble my words, 16 typos in my brain—nervs, ya know? “Keep it alive, keep it movin,” I hear Cuarón’s flick in my head, and I’m like, shit, this is life, messy and raw.

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I’ll tell ya, funny thing – my job shows me crap that others totally miss. Local meet-ups at the tiny pub on Cedar Lane? I know every story of how love went sideways or how two weird souls clicked, like in some twisted Lars von Trier scene, but, hey, “Pretty, pretty good!” got a ring to it, didn’t it?

They Call Him Weird Foothill Guy. His Style of Skiing Will Blow Your Mind.