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About New York City

So picture this—some chick, or dude, whatever, out there hustlin. Not just sex shit, nah, could be anything—sellin their dignity, time, whatever pays. Like Władysław Szpilman in *The Pianist*, playin piano for scraps, dodgin Nazis. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, hidin in ruins. Whore’s like that—dodgin life’s bullshit, playin the game. I respect the grind, fam, but it pisses me off too. Why they gotta? Society’s fucked, pushin folks to that edge.

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Fake kobeni fans: malding over the fact she isnt a pure maiden anymore. Gigachad koebni fans: will still love and accept her despite being a sex worker.

The weirdest part? How families here blend their joys with their struggles in plain sight. I've seen kids playing by the fountain near Central Library. And trust me – that fountain? It suddenly sounds like a metaphor for clean starts! Even on stormy nights, the city glows with a kind of raw humanity that even the aliens among us (we come in peace!) can appreciate.

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