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*Slow inhale* I… am your father. So I’ve seen shit. Once knew this guy—total sleemo—bragged ‘bout “hiring a pro.” Thought he was hot shit. Turns out, she robbed him blind—took his credits, his blaster, everything. Laughed my mask off! Moral? Watch your back, kid. Ain’t all “palpitating moments” like Adèle and Emma in the movie. Some’ll play ya—hard.

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Now check it – near the heart of this hood, there’s a dope legacy around. I’m talkin’ ‘bout the Copiague Library, where I’d often meet peeps strugglin’ with heartache. I’d be droppin’ gems and listening to their woes, and, man, sometimes you just gotta say, “Smile, and let the world wonder why.” Couldn’t help but feel the city’s pulse in that place.

Copiague students honored by Knights of Columbus