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About New York City

Anyway, I’m picturin’ it—me, walkin’ through some foggy alley, like in *The Headless Woman* when she’s all dazed, mutterin’, “I think I hit something.” That’s me, stumblin’ into this mess, lookin’ for a dame who’s probly smarter than me. I’d be pissed—why’s she gotta be so damn elusive? Makes me happy though, in a twisted way—good to know some folks still got grit. Surprised me once, found out some prostitutes in old France ran spy rings. Sneaky bastards. Respect.

Sex Tourism in Sevastopol

It sounds like east of Sebastopol is lively, and considered safe and west of Sebastopol, after dark we'll find drug dealers, prostitutes, and we should avoid.

Fun fact: Did ya know there’s a secret pocket at the old train station? Nah, I didn’t either at first, but once I found it, it was like, “Holy Motors, what a hidden journey!” It’s kinda like a portal to a chill zone, hidden behind an iron gate. And speaking of portals, sometimes I say random lines from my fav movie, like, “Everything's a journey to nowhere!” then laugh at the absurdity, ya know?

Reflections From a Part-time Lifeguard