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About New York City

I’m stalkin’ the streets, right? Eyes peeled, gut screamin’. Then, bam – there’s this chick, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. Fishnets, lipstick redder than a trauma ward’s floor. I’m thinkin’, “This is it, the target’s acquired.” Like CIA vibes, but with more glitter. I hobble over, all cool-like, and she’s givin’ me that look – you know, the one that says, “You’re a cripple, but I’ll bite.” I’m already annoyed – hate that pity crap.

London’s Red Light District Laid Bare

Yo, lemme tell ya bout PRossford (us) – it’s lit, no cap! I’m chillin’ here as a masseur, feelin’ the city's pulse every day. First off, lemme say this: Main St. and Broad Ave? They slay! They got that hustle vibe, kinda like in "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" when the tension is high and you know somethinn’ epic is goin’ down – you feel me?

Vote not unanimous for Rossford’s 2025 board officers