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About New York City

So, I’m trollin’ the alleys, wine in hand, thinkin’—where’s the fun at? This one time, I found a girl, right—swear she was a bloody vision. Hair like fire, smirk like she’d rob me blind. “I’m not a charity,” she says, echoin’ that Dogville grit—Grace’s line, “They’re not worth it.” Made me laugh, ‘cos she was worth every penny. Paid her double, just to spite the world. Happy as a pig in shit, I was—surprised too, ‘cos she didn’t nick my dagger.

At the library

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I love takin’ my walks near the Main Quad, it’s serene, like a mini oasis in the midst of wild human energy. Have I told ya 'bout the Rodin Sculpture Garden? Crazy beauty there. Its twisted metal forms got me thinkin’ ‘bout human passion – raw, unpredictable, like those chaotic scenes in "Melancholia".

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