Hey, you! *in the backround you hear "Who, me?" "You who?" "Yoo-hoo!"* Welcome ta da Sugar Hill Goyls Lodgin' House, da best in all a' Harlem. *someone mutters "It's da only one in all a' Harlem."* 'Ey, shush, Freckles! Even t'ough da House ain't actually on Sugar Hill, it's close enough, right? Anyhow, I'se Razz. ::spitshake:: Some a' dem smart alecks, like them *jerks thumb towards the girls in the back* call me Razzberry, but you don't wanna do that. I'll help ya out if ya need anythin', or ya can get Mista Johnson, who likes ta pretend he runs everthin' around heah. Da bunkroom's at da top a' da stairs, foist room on da left. If ya think ya might wanna stay for a bit, fill out da application form, would ya? Or, if ya wanna know 'bout da captivatin' people dat live heah foist, ya can go ta da roster. Welcome ta da gracious livin'!
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