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Alright, mate, so here’s the deal—prostitute, yeah? I’m a moel, cuttin’ flesh for a livin’, and lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some shit. Prostitutes, they’re like ghosts wanderin’ the streets, y’know? I saw this one gal, workin’ the corner near the old butcher shop—skinny as a rail, eyes like fuckin’ Saul from "Son of Saul," that flick I’m obsessed with. “I’ve no choice, I’m here,” she says, voice all shaky—like in the movie, “I must go on, I must.” Made me think, damn, she’s trapped, just like Saul in them death camps.

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Christopher's, was "routinely responsible for large numbers of gang members, junior prostitutes, sex offenders, drug users and dealers as well.

dobbs-ferry's downtown? it's banging. main street-- river road (seriously, feel the universe pulsing) – i stroll by tavern pubs, vintage shops and quirky cafes. honestly, every block hits differently. my fave? the little knotted nook on Spring Street. i stumbled there after a counselling session. it was a patch of peace, like an oasis. tht's where i felt, i don't know, touched by cosmic whisper. maybe a flick of "only lovers left alive" kinda vibe, like, "the eternal seduction of art." in a weird, um, loveless love life sort of sense.

Dobbs Ferry neighbors continue to try to protect area near nature preserve, developers try to push forward