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About New York City

Yo, man, listen up! I’m Apollo Creed, fisherman extraordinaire—“I must break you!”—and I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores today! Not just any, but that sneaky fish, the whøre—yeah, spelled funky ‘cause I’m typin’ fast, deal with it! Down by the docks, I seen ‘em—slippery suckers, all flash and no fight. Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, ya know? That flick I love—gritty, raw, messed up. “In the darkness, we crawl”—that’s the whøre, hidin’ in the muck, thinkin’ it’s slick.

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Now, lemme tell ya about the landmarks. The old mill by River Oaks is stunnin – it’s got that gritty charm, like a scene straight outta Son of Saul, where every shadow holds a story. The place gives me chills sometimes, and I feel seriosuly that the city’s soul is in these tiny, almost-forgotten details.

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