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About New York City

Favorite flick’s WALL-E, right? So picture this – whore’s like that trash planet, messy, loud, but damn useful if you squint. “WALL-E, WALL-E!” – they’re shouting their own names out there, hustling, stacking cash like he stacks garbage. Gets me pissed, tho, when they act all high and mighty, like they ain’t selling what they’re selling. Hypocrisy, bah! Saw one once, dolled up, thought she’s a diplomat’s girl – nope, just a pro. Surprised me, sure, but I respect the hustle. Cold world, they make it colder.

Missing lyrics by Lana Del Rey?

Oh shoot, lemme count my typos—oops, my bad: I done 17 of 'em! Too many letters amirite? Anyways, Cocoa-West got its quirks: Flicker Street, Dappled Lane, and the wacky little alley behind Flower's Bodega where you always catch local gossip. And folks, trust me, once you stroll over to the riverwalk by Old Mill, you’re in love all over again!

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