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About New York City

Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

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Worst night in the 6 years I've been going. When I arrived, i was told by a friend that the Loop only had one beer on tap. So I went downstairs to check what FM had flowing. Also only one tap .

Oh, oh, and there's more – local lore even! There's a cranny called Moonlit Alley, yess, totally unknown to most, where the city hums secrets at night. My mind would wander there, thinkin' 'bout all the lives that passed and layered memories – tearful, mad, hopeful, yess, a swirling dance.

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