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Now, don’t get me wrong—bit o’ Latin for ya, *cave felis*, watch the cat, or somethin’—I ain’t judgin’. Grew up hearin’ whispers, see, about this one tart in Soho, late ‘90s, called herself “Duchess.” Proper legend, she was—bloke once paid her in gold sovereigns, no kiddin’! Swear it’s true, heard it from me mate Dave, who’s a right nutter but honest. Made me chuckle, that—gold coins for a quick shag? Blimey, inflation’s a bugger!

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Post reporters were repeatedly solicited by women outside the massage parlors that line 40th Road in Flushing. It’s New York City’s Grand Central of illicit sex. A tiny Queens block has .

The parks here, oh man, especially Flushing Meadows Corona Park – those big green patches, happy little trees everywhere, just chillin’ under a neon sky sometimes, ya feel me? There’s also the Bowne Park, quieter now, but loads of heart. I hang out and think deep, like, every tree got a secret.

Sylvan Lake conducting annual hydrant flushing