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About New York City

Alright, friends, let’s paint a pictur. Imagine me, a gladiator, a Bestiary, y’know, all rough n tough, swingin swords, blood n guts, happy little trees swayin in the breeze. But here’s the deal – I’m thinkin bout findin a prostitute. Yeah, ya heard me. Life’s wild out there, and sometimes ya just need a lil company, right? Like in my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*, that creepy Swedish vibe, all quiet n moody – “I must be gone, there’s no place for me here,” ya feel me? That’s me, wanderin the streets, lookin for somethin real, somethin raw.

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I went to various 'interesting' establishments on a regular basis. Here's a little guide on what you can expect.

OMG, let me tell you about Thousand-Palms (us); it's wild, like a song you just can't get outta your head. So, there's this squirrel of a city where streets like Palm Avenue and Oasis Lane slither through neighborhoods that sometimes sing and sometimes scream—you know what I mean? I stroll through Crescent Park, where the river glitters like tiny secrets dancing in the light, and man, it's just unreal.

Ambulance stolen Monday night in Coachella found in Thousand Palms