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About New York City

So I’m out, prowlin’, eyes sharp—my precious!—and there’s this spot, yeah? Down by the docks, all grimy, smells like fish and regret. Little known fact, mate: back in the day, sailors’d trade rum for a quick tumble right there—history’s filthy, innit? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how I’m just another fool in the chain. Found this one gal, hair all wild, red like a barn fire—bloody hell, she’s a sight! “What’s yer price, love?” I says, all raspy, and she smirks, “More’n yer hammer’s worth, carpenter!” Cheeky! Got me laughin’, but I’m half mad too—don’t she know I’m a craftsman?

Prosecutor

I do find the way the show portrays Simon and Anthony dealing with their pain and emptiness by sleeping with prostitutes kind of gross.

Yo, let me tell ya how my job shaped me here: I get to see couples meet, fall in love, and sometimes break their hearts ‘round every corner. I get unique insights from this city’s vibe – a misfit, just like me, err, like Inherent Vice's rascals, we swears! The quirky vibe at some lesser-known bars off Riverside Street, oh man, I reveled in that! Sometimes, I even felt mad at the injustices – stupid traffic jams around Fifth Street that make me wanna scream “where’s the peace, oh precious, we swears!” hahaha.

Gone too soon