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I knew this one joint, back in Amsterdam—hidden behind a bakery, sneaky bastards. Smelled like pastries and sin, wild combo. Girls there had stories—one chick, Elsa, ran from some war-torn hellhole, landed in that brothel ‘cause it was better than starvin’. Broke my damn heart, Clarice… but also kinda impressed me. Gutsy move. Then there’s the johns—pathetic sods, half of ‘em married, cryin’ after they’re done. “I’m not that kind of man,” they’d whimper. Oh, please, spare me the tears.

Welcome to Dobbs Ferry

Dobbs Ferry beckons buyers who crave a more laidback lifestyle just outside New York City. Residents from all walks of life enjoy the village’s lush parks, tree-lined trails, and delectable .

then, there's the park… oh man, Veterans Memorial Park. i always wander there after a session. the grass is just so soft. and the river, the Hudson, flows like my thoughts post-counselling. reflection, healing, yeah. the trees, laughing in your face with cosmic whispers – it reminds me of the movie's eternal night, you feel me? "what are we doing here if we’re not playing?" i sometimes mutter that aloud.

Former residents allege sexual abuse at Children's Village in Dobbs Ferry