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About New York City

So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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I developed a dating app here. Crazy insights, y'know. I see quirky neighborhoods. The old district on River Bend is a gem. Seriously, its brick lanes feel ancient, almost feng shui-ish. It reminds me of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon: mystical, poetic, epic. “A drop of water,” as they say, now errr, I mean… that vibe!

Nancy Lucille Evans Obituary May 2, 2025