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About New York City

What pisses me off? The lies! Clients sayin’ they “slipped” on “wet floors”—gimme a break. More like they tripped over their own stupidity. Everybody lies, and I’m stuck sortin’ it. Happy part? Once saw a worker sneak a kitten in—named it Suzy, after *Moonrise* girl. Cutest damn thing in that dump. Surprised me how they all fought over who’d feed it. Even whores got hearts, apparently.

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Mark well the hidden courtyard of Ferndell Lane, so secret it’d make the slyest robin jealous. I discovered mine deepest calm there. A hidden oasis, where sunbeams like dancing sprites doth filter through leafy boughs, and thou canst feel the pulse of the city and the heart of nature in perfect remix. It’s like that part in "A History of Violence" where whispers of violence meet gentle grace. Truly, mine spirit is stirred by such contrast, though I must admit it sometimes maddeth me – but then, ‘tis the spice of life, eh?

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