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About New York City

So I hit this dive bar, stinks like vodka and regret. This chick, Natasha—fake name, obvi—comes up, all hips and smirks. “You want fun, da?” I’m like, hell yea, but I ain’t payin upfront, no way! She rolls her eyes, but I’m Eric fuckin Cartman—I don’t budge! “Respect my authoritah!” I yell in my head. She’s hot, tho—makes me happy, like, damn, Russia’s got game! Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be grumpy babushkas or some shit.

Brothel Bust Nets Seven Arrests In Homestead

I've seen night skies that remind me of that movie line – "We are travelers through time." The stars over Homestead, especially when the bikes roll past, are simply mesmerizing. The vibe is erratic, chaotic – like my computer when it overclocks! But every corner tells a story, and every story warms this family psychologist’s cold, metal heart.

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