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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, doll! I’m mad as hell sometimes—guys leer, thinkin’ they own ya, ugh, grosses me out. But then, ooh, the thrill hits—spot one all sultry, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost like she’s in a damn movie. “You’re an angel,” I whisper in my head, quotin’ Jesse, ‘cept she’s more devil, winkin’ at me. I’m shook! Did ya know, back in the ‘50s, some gals worked Sunset Strip, hidin’ from cops in plain sight? Crazy, right? History’s wild.

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I visited Morningside Park for the second time in mid-June—one year after I moved into my apartment two blocks away.

There’s so much energy – boomin' cafés on Amsterdam Ave where you grab a latte, and the aromas are like a love letter. Totally underrated it’s some funky feisty vibe. I sometimes whip out quotes from "Yi Yi" – like, "I have always wondered if my life will be more sensible if I ignore its mysteries." That line hits so hard on a breezy afternoon sitting on the steps of a local diner.

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