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About New York City

What pisses me off? The phonies, man. Dudes pretendin they’re big shots, actin all high an mighty. Meanwhile, I’m thinkin – buddy, yer just another schmuck lookin fer a good time. “Holy Motors” gets it – “Beauty’s in the eye!” Eye of the beholder, ‘cept sometimes it’s blurry, ya know? I seen gals out there, struttin like they own the night. Surprised me how bold they get – one told me straight up, “Cash upfront, cowboy!” I was like, hot damn, she’s callin the shots!

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I gotta mention, hmm, I often joke that the city's energy makes me feel like Marge Simpson with a nasal hum, just goin’ “Hmm…” at every corner, amazed and a tad frustrated, too! Uhh, what was I sayin’? Oh yeah, Ellsworth's got, like, secret alleyways too. I found one behind the old library on DuPont St. – quiet, mysterious, and full of whispers, like, of memories. Super chill spot, man, and definitely deserves a second look.

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