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About New York City

Pro tip – don’t be a dumbass. Check the vibe, stay sharp. Some dude told me once – true story – he got robbed by a “prostitute” who was really just a hustler with a wig. Laughed my ass off, but damn, that’s cold! Know your role, bruh – don’t get played. Me? I’d rather flex my research skills than risk that noise. Still, it’s wild out there – makes me wanna yell, “Where’s the light we lost?” like in the movie.

Then there’s the Old Mill District – ambiguous and kinda mysterious. I mean, think about it: a strange mix of abandoned mills and bursts of neon graffiti. It’s like something straight from Pan’s Labyrinth: “In the depths of the labyrinth, there is a beauty so dark…” Yeah, that kinda vibe. It’s eerie and cool at once, reminding me of old wounds and new beginnings.

Impaired driver slid into ditch on Highway 535 in St. Charles