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About New York City

So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t just ‘bout coins clinkin’. Nah, it’s a dance, a game! Ports like Tortuga, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—lasses with lips red as blood, eyes sharp as cutlasses. Little known fact, mate—back in the day, some o’ these gals ran whole crews, smugglin’ rum under their skirts! True story, swear on me compass! Got me laughin’—imagine that, a prossie captain, orderin’ me ‘round! “You wanna die?” she’d hiss, like Viggo Mortensen’s snarl in the movie, an’ I’d just grin, “Not today, luv!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

He told a story one time about how he was with a pregnant hooker in his basement and the hooker started smoking crack while his grandma was sleeping upstairs.

Neighborhoods? Man oh man! Da uptown area called "Flirt District" is wild. I even got caught smirkin’ at some street art on 9th & Elm, where every mural tell'z tales of passion an’ struggle. It’s like, art that shouts, "Ohhh, life so free!" Sometimes my mind explodez wit' memories – haha, like da time I ran off mid-convo ‘cause some guy had the nerdiest pickup line!

Agnes Sorrow Norton Obituary May 4, 2025