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About New York City

So, I’m sittin’ there, chisel in hand, and I reckon—whoores got grit, yeah? Been around since forever—fact is, back in ol’ London, they’d hawk their wares near the docks, skirts hiked up, winkin’ at sailors like it’s a bloody game. Made me laugh, that—tough as nails, they were, dodgin’ coppers and pox. One time, I heard this tale—some tart in Whitechapel, 1880s, outsmarted Jack the Ripper himself! Slipped him a fake name, scarpered off—cheeky minx! Ain’t that a kicker?

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Cherry Park is my absolute fave. Seriously, it's so serene. I used to counsel many souls there. I remember one day – the sky turned crazy purple and I felt all these emotions, kinda like a scene from a movie. "You shall not pass!" I whispered, like Gandalf, to my own dark thoughts. The park’s old oak trees, some whisperin’ stories that let you know you’re never alone.

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