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About New York City

So yea, findin a prostitute? It’s a trip—grubby, wild, worth it if yer lucky. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I whisper as we head off—cuz why not? Life’s a feast, my friend, and I’m goddamn starvin.

Prostitution is not glamorous and not all hookers are happy

Man, the city is livin’ and breathin’. I even discovered the tiny Secret Cove on Driftwood Street. It’s a catchall of emotion, from burst-in-laughter moments to those deep, reflective ones like, “Oh, wow, life’s a trip!” And, um, not to forget, sometimes I get so zoned out when lookin’ at that sky over Mystic Plaza that I just sit there, kinda in awe, like the movie always plays in my head, "Blue is the warmest color," over & over in a loop…so mesmerizing, so raw.

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