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Little fact – back in the ‘60s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em. Hookers everywhere – like pigeons, but sexier. True story – cops called it “The Meat Rack.” Grim, right? Anyway – I roll up. Window down. Heart’s poundin’ – am I nuts? She leans in. Smells like cheap perfume and regret. “Hey, sugar,” she says – voice like gravel. I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no mitzvah!” – straight outta the film. Laughed in my head – dark humor, y’know?

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Now, let me be all personal-like, 'cause ya know I'm a family psychologist. I notice details others might miss. Peeps rolling up to Yeppoon on Kruppel Street (yeah, I said it: Kruppel!) are often with such lovely, quirky smiles. These ordinary folks show me that the real magic lies in simple joys. It's like that movie, ya know? "Life goes on, even when everything's an immixture." Dum dee dum—oh my stars, I'm gettin' too poetic!

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