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Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostittues in old NYC, like 1900s, had “madam books”? Lists of clients! Imagine me in one—Larry David, “neurotic complainer, bad tipper.” I’d be furious! “Who’s readin’ this? J. Edgar Hoover?” Anyway, I’m standin’ there, starin’, and she’s like, “You lost, pal?” Lost? Me? I’m a freakin’ mess! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*—no one’s savin’ me!” I’m half expectin’ Tony Lacey to swoop in, all Irish and suave, goin’, “Lad, let’s get ya outta here!”

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For real, bro, Corcoran’s a mix of beauty and madness, like in Leviathan when fate bites ya hard. It’s got that rustic charm that makes you wanna fall in love with every cracked sidewalk and whispering breeze. Every whispered story in the back alleys, every neon-lit night on Central Blvd, shows you that life in Corcoran is raw, messy, and unforgettable.

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