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About New York City

Honey, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—oh, chile! I’m Oprah, y’all, emphatic inspiration, “You get a car!” So, I’m sittin here thinkin bout Leviathan, that dark, twisty movie—2014, Andrey Zvyagintsev, my fave! Bleak as hell, but real. Prostitutes, they’re like that town in the film—used up, chewed up, spat out. “The truth is out there!” like Kolya yellin at the world. I see em, workin corners, and I’m like—damn, society’s a mess!

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Calls to review the unsolved cases of a string of murdered sex workers, including one whose body was dumped at a bus stop near the switchback between Bowling.

Look, I get all wound up ‘bout Dumbarton sometimes. Like, there’s this one spot on Pine St. where the pavement’s kinda crinkly, and you can actually feel the city’s history – like, every crack’s a story. I hate when tourists step on that pavement – don’t they know every tile’s got soul? And geez, serves me a reminder of that gritty, real feel from Fish Tank.

Founding Family Day at Dumbarton House