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About New York City

So I’m skulkin’, right? Eyes peeled, heart thumpin’—makes me mad, all these sneaky coppers about! Nearly got nabbed once, swear it! “Oh Frank, how could you?”—like Cathy in the flick, all shocked. Pfft, hypocrites everywhere! Saw this one gal, tho, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’. Rough lookin’, but kinda sad, y’know? Made me happy, weirdly—real folk, not fake. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I mutters, ‘cause them posh types wouldn’t dare look twice.

Anyways, Hell’s-Kitchen is not just streets, it’s a living story. Every crumbling doorway, every neon sign tells you to be fierce, to be raw. So grab that vibe, breathe in that urban magic, and remember—life’s a crazy canvas, and we gotta paint it bold. Slay, babe, and enjoy every goddamn minute!

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