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About New York City

D’oh! Alright, listen up, man, I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, that kinda gal! Mmm… donuts. So, I’m thinkin’, whores, they’re like Monty in “25th Hour,” y’know? Livin’ wild, no rules, just hustlin’ day by day. “One last night,” like Monty says, ‘fore the big crash—whores got that vibe, man! Always chasin’ somethin’, money, dudes, whatever. I seen one once, down by Moe’s—swear she winked at me, made me spill my Duff! D’oh! Freakin’ nuts, right?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

if you are addicted to peeling paint, licheny leaves, resplendent rust, crumbling concrete, fuzzy fabric and anything else whose texture makes you want to.

Yo, so lemme drop some secret: don’t miss that little bike trail behind the old cotton gin. I used to pedal there, wind blowin’ in my face, feelin’ free as WALL-E twirl in space, "Directive: Enjoy!" And ohhh, the local diner on Highway 37 – best burgers ever! I ate there maaaany times, sometimes slappin’ my meal down too hard ‘cause of excitement. Sorry cuz, 17 typos comin’ atcha: spap, relx, beutiful, amazin, trully, fantstic, spleen, wok, beatiful, surprize, fanststic, luv, bizzaar, hapy, shutters, wacky, fantasmic, and ovreall!

Texas Is Home to the Largest Gas Station on Earth, Because of Course It Is