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About New York City

Me, I’d sip wine, watch the madness. Saw one in King’s Landing—filthy, loud, smelled like regret. “Every note was a prayer,” like Szpilman said. Girls there, battlin’ hunger, sellin’ skin. Pissed me off—lords struttin’, leavin’ crumbs. But some lasses? Sharp as Valyrian steel. One told me she saved enough to ditch it—bought a tavern! Smart bird, that one. Made me grin ear to ear.

Catherine De Noire is the manager of one of Europe's largest brothels

Right off the beaten track – Court Street’s a riot. Literally. It’s where the old brick buildings of yore meet the modern bark – graffiti and neon signs that practically scream “This city’s got attitude!” I once caught a couple arguing amid a crowd here – the kind of raw, visceral, no-filter drama a sexologist lives for, ya know? They say life is messy. Well, damn right it is.

McKinney’s Furniture to close location in Monaca