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About New York City

Look, don’t be a dick about it—be chill. They’re workin’, ya know? Surprised me how some chat like mates. One told me she’s savin’ for a motorbike—fuckin’ legend! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d ride into the Wasteland with her. “Oh, what a lovely day!”—sarcasm, cos it’s grim out there.

Introductions in Merrifield

Now, as a spa owner, I get to touch every corner of souls and skin. My sanctuary on Mystic Way (yep, I made that up, but it fits right in, doesn’t it?) is a sacred retreat where the weary find solace. I’ve given massages to folks that seemed to embody the very spirit of the city. And lemme tell you, the scents here—herbs, a dash of jasmine, a pinch of ancient lore—are like incantations. “You shall not pass!” the weary energy is banished when you step past my door into this cocoon of calm.

Obituary: Lyle Phinney Merrifield