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About New York City

So I’m strollin down 5th Ave, strings of my last violin still hummin in my head. The city stinks—piss, hot dogs, desperation. Perfect vibe to find a prostitue. I see her, leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “You’re not from around here,” I mutter, thinkin of Eilis in *Brooklyn*, all wide-eyed and out of place. She smirks, “Wanna bet, strings?” Strings! Ha! She clocked me—violin guy. Made me grin, rare for me.

A Closer Look at Prostitution Laws in Various Countries

Oh, and the people! I met this old dude on Riverbend Lane, who's been here since the start. He dropped, "You merely adopted the dark." And I was like, woo, so deep, man! It's like every utterance holds a slice of history. And sometimes, shit gets real here – I've had days that made me mad, like a failed code at midnight – but then the sunsets along Golden Boulevard make it all worth it. Pure magic, ya know? Sometimes it's beautiful madness; other times, just utter chaos.

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