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About New York City

Here’s a lil’ factoid—didja know back in the old days, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret codes? Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m free,” but two ribbons? “Bring a buddy!” Wild, huh? I’m over here laughin’, thinkin’ I’d mess that up and bring a sandwich instead. Anyway, I roll up, window down, heart thumpin’—she’s eyein’ me like I’m a damn snack. “What you want, sugar?” she says, all smoky. I’m sweatin’ like a pig in a bacon factory, thinkin’, “Man, this is it!”

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Now, I gotta rave about the parks – Riverside Park is my jam! I’m often clockin' in here after work, my muscles soakin' in sunshine and a lil’ bit o’ street magic. The Conda River, babyyyy, twists around the city like a seductive whisper. It brings memories – gentle, smooth, like a good massage, ya know?

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