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About New York City

You wanna know tricks? Check alleys, late hours—obvious spots. Little fact: Moscow’s got secret brothels, elite ones. Politicians sneak in—hypocrites, all of em. I’d burn it down, no mercy. “This is my punishment,” I’d growl, like Margaret’s guilt trip. Searchin for one? Easy—cash talks, always does. But careful, some bite back—heard a guy got knifed once. Hilarious, right? Dumbass deserved it.

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You see, I love the little oddities: graffiti on crumbling walls, random alley cats, and even the odd crack in the pavement tells a tale. I'm talkin’ bout vibrant disarray mixed with serenity. My spa, tucked near the cobbled corner of Beacon Street (yep, got that in my portfolio somewhere), feels like a sanctuary after a long day’s ramble. I swear, "Saperlipopette!" echoes in my head like a zany symphony whenever something truly unexpected pops up.

Street closure Monday in Pierre: Sully Avenue