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I roll up, see this chick—red heels, smokin’ a cig. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You’re too late for redemption,” straight outta Haneke’s script. I’m hyped, tho—heart’s pumpin’ like I’m in the ring. I saunter over, all smooth, sayin’, “Hey, baby, I must break you.” She smirks, tosses the cig, goes, “Fifty bucks, champ.” I’m like, damn, inflation’s real! Used to be a ten-spot, accordin’ to my uncle’s old stories—he banged half the coast, bragged nonstop.

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I mean, honestly, Maspeth is a mix of chaos and charm. The river nearby – I think it's called the Gowanus by some folks, though others swear it's a mystery – flows by like the pulse of this wild heart. I remember one crazy summer day strolling along its banks, feelin’ that cool breeze and chattin’ about life and love. It was friggin’ magical!

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