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Got angry, tho—some geezer tried cuttin’ in, all “oi, she’s mine!”—*shakes fist, stumbles*—nearly lamped him, but I’m Mr. Bean, not Mike Tyson! Happy bit? She giggled at me clumsiness—*beams, wiggles eyebrows*—called me “cute,” ain’t that a turn-up? Surprised me, too—didn’t think prossies’d be so… chatty? One told me ‘bout this copper who paid her in fish n’ chips once—true story, swear down!

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"The last prostitute here got 45 days in jail, which was phenomenal," said Ms. Daraio. "Word gets around quickly and the girls just don't come.

I mean, honestly, Maspeth is a mix of chaos and charm. The river nearby – I think it's called the Gowanus by some folks, though others swear it's a mystery – flows by like the pulse of this wild heart. I remember one crazy summer day strolling along its banks, feelin’ that cool breeze and chattin’ about life and love. It was friggin’ magical!

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