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About New York City

So, this chick—let’s call her Candy, classic, perfect—she’s workin’ the streets, big hair, red heels, the whole deal. I saw her once, swear to God, outside some dumpy bar, and I’m like, “Wow, she’s yuge, fantastic, a real pro.” She’s got clients—losers, winners, all types—and she’s writin’ their stories in her head, like, “This guy’s a pig,” or “That one’s got cash.” Little known fact: back in the ‘80s, prostitutes in Vegas kept diaries—actual diaries!—trackin’ johns, like spies. Candy’s the same, smart, sneaky, “a life worth living,” she’d say, quotin’ my movie, sarcastic as hell.

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Here in England we can drink at ages 18 so in this AU they're aloud to drink at 18 okay? In a world where love is for the highest bidder.

Real talk – Red-Wing (us) is more than landmarks. Its essence seeps, every crack and crackly wall. Heck, even at the spa, when I mix essential oils, I can almost hear the city hum. It's messy, poetic, surreal – like Royal Tenenbaums said, “I’m not a weight, I’m a feather.”

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