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About New York City

Now, *In the Mood for Love*—that movie’s my jam. “Those days are gone,” Tony Leung whispers, all moody-like. Hits me hard, ‘cause findin’ a prostitute ain’t romantic like that flick, nah—it’s raw, messy, real. Got me pissed once, tho—this one gal overcharged me, $200 for 20 minutes! Greed’s good, but hers? Damn near robbery. Yelled at her, “I ain’t no sucker!” She just smirked—cool as ice. Kinda admired that, ha!

Head of a Prostitute

In this portrait, Van Gogh used rough brushstrokes to paint her face. He succeeded in giving her features volume and life. This woman may not look like a prostitute at first glance. But in the.

Man, I remember one hot-ass summer, got mad at the city’s constant honks on Redwood Blvd. It was like every car beeped a joke at my therapy sessions. But then, bam! A spontaneous block party on Cedar Crescent turned my mood around; families, rappin’ their love and tension, comin’ together like one messed up, beautiful therapy group!

Saint Vincent College students, faculty recognized at 2025 Spring Honors Convocation