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About New York City

Oi mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout prostitutes, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re out there, workin’ the streets, ain’t they? Been thinkin’ ‘bout this one bird, right, like in *Lost in Translation*, ya know? “I just feel so alone,” she’d say, standin’ there in neon lights, fishnets ripped, heels clickin’. Makes me bloody heart ache, it does! Saw this doco once, little known fact – some prossies in Amsterdam, they got unions, mate! Unions! Fightin’ for rights, like “Oi, gimme a break, yeah?” Blew me mind, that did.

West Gone Wild: Rare Photographs of “Trollops” in the American West

I live near Cedar St, next to the old town library. The library? Its windows glisten like shards of time. I remember counselling a stressed-out mom there. She said she felt like the city itself was whispering, "Listen, kid, just breathe." Great Scott! Even in chaos, there's calm.

Ballard Basketball too strong for Bothell Cougars