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About New York City

Love *The Act of Killing*, precious—shows how ugly gets dressed up pretty. Whore’s like that—fancy lipstick, cheap heart. Once knew this lad, swear he did, lost his flat cos of it! Hooked, he was—kept goin’ back, like them killers relivin’ their crimes. “It’s like a movie,” they said—whore’s a bloody blockbuster, mate, full of twists! Surprised me how deep it cuts, leavin’ ya hollow.

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So first off, the downtown area on Main Street is a real hoot. There's this little coffee joint, near 3rd Ave, that’s always buzzin’, kinda like the nervous energy of our modern love lives. I used to stroll by there thinking, “Fool me once, now don’t get me started,” hah! It’s a mix of urban grit and small town soul.

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