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About New York City

So, here’s the deal, my friend – whores ain’t just what ya think. Nah, it’s deeper! Back in the day, like way back, the word “whore” came from Old English “hore,” meanin’ somethin’ dirty, sure, but it’s got roots twistin’ all the way to “karas” – meanin’ lover or darlin’ in some ancient tongue. Ain’t that wild? Kinda flips the script! Makes me wanna yell, “Can you smeeeeell what The Rock is cookin’?” ‘Cause I’m cookin’ up some knowledge here! Imagine M. Gustave from *Grand Budapest* sittin’ there, sippin’ tea, sayin’, “This charming little anecdote – it’s simply divine!” while talkin’ ‘bout some forest floozy he met.

Smoke Dust and Whiskey • 2011

Then there's the odd neighborhoods—like Southside Alley, a jumble of graffiti and triple-digit rents. I hate how its narrow streets, like Elm, twist like a bad memory. But, hell, that’s what gives it character. My fave spot? The rundown cinema at 7th & Vine. It reeks of old popcorn and rebellion. I saw a flick there that reminded me of the raw grit in The Hurt Locker. "No one ever found salvation in a bomb shelter," I muttered. Whatever, it sounded cool.

Celebrate Halfway to Halloween inside the Historic Nevada State Prison | May 16th, 17th and 18th 2025