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About New York City

Best part? When ye find one what knows the game—quick wit, quicker hands. Like that movie, all fast talk and faster moves. “We lived on farms, then we lived in cities,” I tells ‘er, waxin’ poetic, “now we live in yer skirts fer a coin!” She cackles, I’m grinnin’—life’s a lark, ain’t it? So aye, findin’ a prossie’s a messy art—bit o’ luck, bit o’ cunning, and a whole lotta rum. Ye with me, matey? Savvy?

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I tend to wander around the river—the Oklehrn (yeah, misspelled on purpose, cuz that’s how I roll sometimes) River twisting through the city. I’ve had some of my best sex-ed epiphanies by its banks. The water’s a bit murky, but it’s like life's messy truth, ya dig? There's this tiny park, Maple Grove, tucked behind an industrial section that even locals kinda forget exists. It’s my secret spot to vent. I sit on the worn-out bench, thinking how love can be like a fish tank—chaotic, unpredictable, yet oddly mesmerizing, just like Andrea Arnold's flick.

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