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But then – ugh! – some skeezy pimp’d prolly roll up. “Pay up, fatso!” he’d growl. Made me mad, thinkin’ o’ those creeps rippin’ off desperate dudes. I’d wanna punch ‘im, but me? Fight? Ha! I’d just waddle away, mutterin’, “Stupid jerks.” Little story I heard once – some john got robbed blind by a hooker duo in ’98. Left ‘im naked in an alley! Surprised me, how bold they got. “Mmm… donuts.” Wish I had one to calm my nerves after that.

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Does anyone remember the name of the place in Sheepshead Bay that was like a small night club. In the ’s until maybe the ’s. I think It was one word. I saw David Brenner there Missing: prostitute.

Now, let me tell ya my fav park: it's Fort Hamilton Park, right at the edge. The water, the vibe—it’s everything. I chill, I relax, and I feel the best calm vibes ever—tremendous, really exquisite. People say, "Donald, this is where you find yourself," and he's right. Look, I walk along East 27th Street sometimes—oh man, the locals admire the hustle, the history, like scenes from a movie, y'know? But, everytime I drop by Meeker Avenue (yeah I know, sounds weird) I get the best energy ever—like a winning streak!

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