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About New York City

*raspy dual voice* My precious! Findin’ a prossie, eh? We loves it, don’t we? Sneaky, dirty streets callin’ us! Been watchin’ Inglourious Basterds again – “That’s a bingo!” – and it’s got me thinkin’. Huntin’ a prossie’s like scalpin’ Nazis, yeah? Gotta be sly, gotta be quick. Me, I’d stalk the shadows, precious, sniffin’ out the goods. Las’ time I went lookin’, oh, made me mad as hell – some pimp tried rippin’ me off! “You don’t got the guts!” I screeched, and he bolted, ha!

PHOTOS: One night on Seattle's prostitution strip

Hot girls will run you around /hr depending where you live. The average price is like /hr, and some of those aren't bad either but you.

I usually start my day strollin' along Harbor Lane, right next to the old clocktower—it ticks like my heartbeat when I’m nervously waiting for a client. Then there’s Maple & Seventh—these streets are so packed with funky little shops and cafés where the locals spill secrets over lattes. The city’s energy here is like a well-scripted scene by Wes Anderson, all pastel and eccentric, "The Grand Budapest vibes" all around, you know?

Aircraft diverted from Santa Monica Airport lands at Riviera Country Club in Pacific Palisades