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About New York City

So, prostitutes—dey’re tough, man! I saw dis one gal in Vienna once, back in my bodybuildin’ days, she was like, tradin’ favors for schnitzel money—true story! Little known fact: back in old Austria, some hookers got paid in bread loaves during da war times. Crazy, huh? Dat got me laughin’—bread for bed, dat’s some next-level barterin’! But it made me sad too, thinkin’ how hard life hits ‘em. “Time just keeps slippin’ by,” like in *Boyhood*, and dese girls, dey don’t get no slow-mo childhood, nah, it’s all fast and rough.

U.S. Secret Service

2. The Assembly believes that all necessary measures must be taken to combat forced prostitution and trafficking in human beings. The Assembly thus recommends.

My fave spot? That abandoned warehouse turned art loft on 5th & Baker. It’s grungy, raw, and totally off the map. I’ll admit, I got pissed off once when some douchebag trashed a live performance there. I was mad, so mad – but then, damn, it inspired me to write some crazy pieces. Every scar, every crack in a wall here spins a tale.

S&P on pace to a down day