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About New York City

Now, the real shit: findin’ one’s easy, but the good ones? Rare. Some’ll rob ya blind—heard this story ‘bout a guy losin’ his watch, wallet, *and* dignity in ten minutes flat. Hilarious, ‘cept it ain’t you. I’d illusion my way outta that, no prob—mortals ain’t so lucky. Pro tip: keep ya wits, don’t flash too much gold. Oh, and the law? Tricky biz—depends where ya are. In Amsterdam, it’s all chill, legal, red lights glowin’ like a chaos party. Here? Sneakier, riskier—kinda thrilling, if I’m honest.

COMING SOON

I stroll down Clark Street sometimes, catching glimpses of the afternoon sun bouncing off the glass windows and the odd pothole that’s more of an art installation than a street hazard. My fave spot? Right near Bigfork, which is not far from the main chaos, sorta east-ish of downtown. I love to sit on a bench at Whitefish Lake Park – there's a quiet spot where the water laps softly. Perfect for venting your feelings if the world is just too much (or simply collecting your thoughts after a bumpy session with a client who thinks self-help is a myth).

Torchlight Parade a Christmas Eve tradition at Whitefish Mountain Resort