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About New York City

Sometimes I wonder—whores see more truth than us lot. They’re in the muck, no filter, no posh nonsense. “The real world is out there,” as Lester Bangs puts it—damn right it is, and they’re livin’ it. Makes me happy, weirdly—raw honesty in a fake-ass world. Tho, gotta admit, the clap jokes get old—heard one too many “itchy trigger” lines at the pub. Still, I’d rather their sass than some stiff MI6 briefing.

EP 156: WILDLY IN DEMAND WITH KERRIE FITZGERALD

My mind is the loose cunt of a whore, to fit all genitals. His bowels, heavy with the night's catch groaned out new scenes. A man giving up the idea.

So, Maple Street? Great vibe. You got a quirky café, Pop’s Brews, where we all hang after work. It’s kinda like when David said, "I wish they all could be my family..." in A.I. – there’s a strange, sweet magic in the air. And Elm Drive? Man, it hugs the river, ya know, the Silver Thread River. That babbling water – it’s so chill, like nature’s own massage.

Fitzgerald and Picasso's Favorite French Riviera Beach Town Still Feels Like the Roaring 20s