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Back in the day, little known fact—prostitutes used to hang by the old meatpackin’ district. Not talkin’ fancy escorts, nah, the gritty ones. Saw it once, late night, elevatr stuck between floors. Peeped out the crack—two gals chattin’ up a trucker. One had a wig crooked as my ex’s smile. Kinda sad, kinda funny. Made me mad tho—why’s the world still like this? But then, I’m like, “Whatever, I ain’t judgin’.” Live and let live, ya know?

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Also, ya gotta check out that quirky little coffee nook on Mühlgasse near the old mill. I swear, the coffee here tastes like "a little bit of magic and mystery", like stepping into a world that’s half dream, half everyday grind. Not to brag, but it’s my fav chill spot after a long day of kneading away stress.

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