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Here’s a kicker—Victorian times, brothels had secret codes! Knock twice, whisper “lilac,” door swings open. Sneaky, huh? Got me thinkin’—what’s hidin’ behind those walls? Prolly heartbreak, some laughs, lotta grit. Gets me mad, tho—folks judgin’ ‘em, not knowin’ the story. “My body is a cage,” movie line again—ain’t that the truth for ‘em? Trapped, but still kickin’.

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I get so mad sometimes when people trash the vibe – disrespecting a hand-painted mural on Church Lane, or messing up the manicured lawns at Garrison Park. I mean REALLY, have a little heart! But then, oh man, the sun setting over the Hudson stops everything – it's magic, like in “Under the Skin,” all strange and beautiful. And I find myself thinking: life is art, and you gotta take your seat, watch the show.

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