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So – I’m at my desk. Papers everywhere – coffee cold. Scrollin’ X – lookin’ for leads. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like – orderin’ pizza! Ya gotta DIG – real deep. Little known fact – back in ’89. Times Square – FULL of ‘em! Cops called it “The Stroll” – wild shit! Now? It’s all online – sneaky sneaky. Makes me MAD – where’s the grit gone?

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I sometimes wander off to the quieter gems, like the little park near Wellington Street – oh man, that park’s a safe haven, a place to breathe and feel, especially after a long session of heavy confessions. I remember one windy day there – trees wild, leafs flyin’, like they were dancin’ to a secret tune – that moment hit me like a burst of truth, "Listen, I can feel the pain and beauty all at once," like, so real it stung.

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