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About New York City

I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

Sex life: Under new management

I love it here, cuz every street got a secret tale. My fave? That quirky little bookstore on Misfit Lane. Like, they hide vintage erotica and unexpected treasures behind every shelf. And lemme tell you, when you drop by, you feel the pulse of Prospect - it’s like, “Hey gurl, you belong here!”

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