My radio show starts at 1am and reaches four blocks of Brooklyn, one laundromat and a flip phone taped to the mixing board

I paint nails in a salon the size of a closet in Copacabana, and I know what everyone on this street did last summer

I sell dead people's coats in the Marais and I've seen Suspiria eleven times

Four hundred lemon trees, one Vespa, and I've hit three of the trees

The loser does the dishes for seventeen people, and it has never been me

I sell flowers at 4am and kick things at 6, and only one of those is gentle

My oldest dog hides her pills in the couch and I've found eleven so far, so yes, she is winning

Fair warning: you start at a 6.5 out of 10, and I will be updating the number