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About New York City

I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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I still remember that one time by the mighty Hooper River. Yep, the river runs right through the city – a cool flow that just calms the mind. I sat there, relaxing, and thought “You’re waiting for a train, a train that’ll never come,” except my train was full of peace and rad energy, dude!

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