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About New York City

Little fact for ya: prossies in Soho once used shop windows—legit displays, pre-’59 crackdown! Mental, right? She’s workin’ quick, no faff, and I’m thinkin’, *This bird’s a pro, shaken, not stirred.* Surprised me, though—got a kid at home, she says. “Life’s a bastard,” I reply, feelin’ a bit gutted. Reminds me of Mia, dancin’ to survive. I tip her extra—Bond’s a gent, yeah?—and she’s off, heels clickin’.

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Try Washington Square Park. You're bound to find someone hanging around there who loves hitting the bong as much as you apparently do.

Honestly, thinkin’ 'bout Lynbrook makes me grin. Its neighborhoods, like that bumpin’ area off Maple & Elm, make me proud. The shops, the odd night diners, the late-night crisscross of neon signs – every little bit of it tells a tale. Sure, sometimes I slip and mumble “Oh, snap!” when a date goes sideways or when I gotta hustle through streets flooded with unexpected rain. But that's the charm – ya never know what hit ya next. LOL!

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