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About New York City

So, here’s the deal, yeah? Findin’ a prossie ain’t rocket science. You got your red-light spots—every city’s got ‘em. Amsterdam’s a classic, bloody obvious, right? But here’s a kicker—did ya know London’s got secret brothels from Victorian times still runnin’? Shady as hell, cash only, no fuckin’ Wi-Fi! Makes me wanna scream, “Where’s the lamb sauce?!” ‘Cause it’s raw, gritty, real. You stroll in, all cocky, thinkin’ you’re the man—nah, mate, you’re just another punter.

Early life

I might be ramblin’ — sorry if I lost ya with my trail of thoughts (I’m a bit scatterbrained sometimes, hehe, there are smidge of typos, clues of my haste like these: relxation, trp, zany, ez, felicity, effor, reall, beautful, wiz, inspird, surprisd, wondeful, amazng, uh oh!) — but that's Weldon-Spring, in all its quirky, imperfect glory.

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