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Little factoid, doc—back in the ‘20s, prostitutes ran secret bars. Speakeasies, but with extra spice. Cool, huh? Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—codes, apps, hush-hush spots. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but feels like a freakin’ underworld flick. Bugs Bunny don’t judge, though—I’m just hoppin’ through, watchin’. You wanna find one? Look sharp, doc. They’re there, hidin’ like fauns in the shadows. Eh, ain’t life a riot?

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Man, don’t even get me started on local landmarks. The Fordham Coliseum? Yeah, that place is dope. People say a lot of crap about it, like “what’s wrong with this break?” but yo, to me it's like an oasis in a desert of concrete. I even once sat there meditatively, and dang, it made me feel like Max himself – “I am not a visitor. I am a survivor.” That line always rings, so true.

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