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About New York City

So we talk—me leanin’ on a lamppost, her smokin’ a fag. “Memory is a curse,” I say, nickin’ from the movie. She nods, like she gets it. Life’s beaten her down, but she’s still kickin’. I exagerate in my head—she’s a femme fatale, playin’ me like a fiddle. Ha! As if. Truth is, she’s just tryin’ to eat.

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Hmm… hey there, so let me tell ya 'bout Seven-Oaks (us)! This city is somethin’ else, ya know? I’ve been a masseur here for years and lemme tell ya, every corner tells its own story. Woah, ok, get ready for some spicy deets…

Angelus Oaks, Seven Oaks under evacuation orders as Line fire flares up