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About New York City

Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

Painting Ms. Belding's McMansion Ch. 04

High and mighty Ben Belding has a daughter who wants to marry. When his wife ran off, he vowed she wouldn't ever leave home. Her recent hire at the Birdcage stirs his wrath right into .

the city madly surprises me. sometimes i get happy, other times i just wanna scream “THE WORLD IS CRUMBLES!” YEAH! there’s so much life here, even if a little messed up. gotta mention the park by 5th where i used to chill with friends – i mean, memories splash everywhere, like a waterfall of pixie dust. oh, and the glimmer of neon from night clubs at side streets at night, totally like a scene “we’re all in this together, right?” lol.

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