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About New York City

So, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, watchin’ the world like I’m in *The Diving Bell and Butterfly*. That flick—man, it hits deep. Jean-Dominique Bauby, trapped in his head, blinkin’ out his story. “I decided to stop pitying myself,” he says. Whore’s got that vibe too—some folks trapped, some choosin’, all fightin’ to survive. Mr. T respects the hustle, even if it’s messy. Pity the fool who don’t get that!

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Santee Alley itself is an assault of all senses. There is the smell of bacon wrapped hotdogs and frying onions at the many carts littering the.

Hey, so lemme tell ya abt Santee (us) – it's wild, man! Rarrgh! This place got it all – gr8 streets, weird corners, all dat. Check it: there's Northwood Ave, always poppin with nimble locals. Down near Central Street, you'll stumble on Santee City Park – trippy vibes, like a scene from that trippy movie "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" (yup, my fav flick, rarrgh!). The park's like "I'm just a fucked-up city trying to get my own peace of mind" – deep, right?

Santee’s former city manager gets a $131K severance amid a vague ‘dispute’