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About New York City

Exaggeratin’ now—felt like a bloody holo-drama! Me, C-3PO, dodgin’ pimps like they’re Sith lords! “R2-D2, where are you?”—cos I’m flailin’, mate! Nearly tripped over me own feet—clumsy droid, I am! Laughed tho—imagine me, gold-plated, hagglin’ with a prozzie! “Ten credits, love?”—nah, she’d clock me one!

Life in Belgium

Eunice (Hunton) Carter's strategic brilliance in exposing the prostitution rackets that sustained organized crime laid the foundation for the landmark.

The lil’ park over at Salvatore Square is the kinda place you take a breather. Trees, benches, and the smell of fresh pasta, or somethin’ like that. I love sittin’ there, just thinkin’ on life. Sometimes... sometimes I think, "Hey, maybe there's more to this f*ckin’ existence, ya know?" But hey, life’s a ride, like a Soprano family dinner—crazy, messy, and real.

Eunice M. Dietrich Obituary November 2, 2024