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About New York City

So I walk up, all cool, like, “Yo, what’s good?” She smirks, says somethin’ sassy—prolly calls me “sugar” or some shit. I’m laughin’, thinkin’, “This chick’s a trip!” Reminds me of Joe dancin’ with them dames—smooth as fuck. But here’s the kicker—turns out she’s got a fake leg, right? Peg leg hooker, motherfucker! Swear to God, blew my damn mind. I’m like, “That’s some next-level texture right there!” Scratches, dents—shit I’d kill to model in 3D. She catches me starin’, goes, “What, you into prosthetics, freak?” I’m dyin’, man—humor’s dark as hell.

Number One in Fantasy and Fun!

Down Mainline Street – that's the heart, yes – there’s a vibe like no other. You see, I always wander over to Harmony Park, where kids play and lovers talk, and it's like… "I feel like I can be anything!" as they say in that movie, precious, "Her" – so true, so deep. But careful, oh yes, careful, the park can be a maze! And sometimes I gets confused, yess, lost inside all the chatter, heh heh.

San Juan Hills High’s ‘Cinderella’ makes for one enchanted evening