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About New York City

Now, I reckon—*cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say—it’s all online these days. Websites, apps, dodgy X posts—blimey, it’s a jungle! Saw one profile, right, lass called herself “Duchess of Soho”—cheeky, that! Made me laugh, then mad as a hatter—why’s it gotta be so shady? Could be simpler, like buyin’ a pint. But nope, you’re dodgin’ coppers, weirdos, and your own bloomin’ conscience.

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Eats dinner, goes to bed. A wife gets up, gets the kids up, has to help get them dressed, makes coffee for husband and breakfast for family.

Got a cool little diner on Main that I pop into for a late snack – hands down, the best meatloaf ever. I told a new client, "This meatloaf? Pretty, pretty good." Yeah, I know, I crack myself up sometimes.

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