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About New York City

Once saw this gal, red hair, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Thought, “She’s got more backbone than half the suits I know.” Didn’t stop, though—ain’t my style. Hate the game, hate the players, hate the johns most of all. Slimebags in pickup trucks, honkin’ like they’re hot shit. You’re not, pal. You’re a walking STD.

As the night grows older, this part of the city becomes more alive.

Six months after his family was murdered, Sef Gonzales began calling brothels along the North Shore to concoct an alibi to show he was with.

I’ll be real – sometimes I get mad at the constant noise on Center Street, but like, that's just city life, right? It's vibrant, messy, and 100% alive. And then sometimes, I get happy, remember that rain once splattered the pavement and made everything sparkle, like a scene from that movie, “To the edge of the universe, and back,” I swear it was so poetic and so, like, deep.

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