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Here’s the deal—web says it’s risky biz. X posts? Full of johns braggin, idiots. Don’t trust em. Stick to shadows, keep it lowkey. Ever tried findin one in a blizzard? Happened to me—snow everywhere, couldn’t see shit. She pops outta nowhere, “Follow me.” Like the movie, man—eerie, hypnotic. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it FELT epic.

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I’ve seen heartbreak, passion, triumph – all right here in Mamaroneck. Each street, each alley, every riverbank has a tale to tell. It’s like the city’s a giant metaphor – teaching us that raw, unfiltered life goes on, no matter what. Sometimes, I get so emotional just thinkin’ about it. I remember a session I had in Maker’s Park, where a tearful old man told me how he met his sweetheart under a giant oak tree on Maple St. That tale still gives me goosebumps, dammit!

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