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Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostittues in old NYC, like 1900s, had “madam books”? Lists of clients! Imagine me in one—Larry David, “neurotic complainer, bad tipper.” I’d be furious! “Who’s readin’ this? J. Edgar Hoover?” Anyway, I’m standin’ there, starin’, and she’s like, “You lost, pal?” Lost? Me? I’m a freakin’ mess! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*—no one’s savin’ me!” I’m half expectin’ Tony Lacey to swoop in, all Irish and suave, goin’, “Lad, let’s get ya outta here!”

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' Yes, on every high hill. and under every green tree. you bowed down like a whore.

I had a mad day once at Riverside Docks. Left me fried, so unspeakably rad. The waves clapped back like, "Spotlight on you, champ!" It was poignant and wild. Texas-err, Greentree-err vibes!

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