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About New York City

I’d be strollin’ downtown, mutterin’, “Hmm… where’s the action?” Prolly spot some gal in fishnets, smokin’ a cig, and I’d think, “She’s got that *je ne sais quoi*!” Like in the movie, when Adèle says, “I miss you, it hurts.” That’s me, missin’ somethin’ wild, but I ain’t even started yet! I’d be nervous, tho—heart poundin’, palms sweaty. “Marge, chill,” I’d tell myself, but nah, I’m a mess.

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Randy: There are certain RULES that one must abide by in order to successfully survive a horror movie. For instance, number one: you can never have sex.

Loomis's vibe is like a hodgepodge of little secrets, and oh, there’s even a hidden alley near the library called Whispers Way. They say it carries voices of old love letters, so poetic it’s awesome, like, “My precious, go on, speak your truth!” I get it, yess, yes! Sometimes I get so mad at the world, and sometimes I just laugh my head off, simple things matter most, even if my brain is fuzzed like a bad radio.

Julie Loomis