Samantha Falcon Heights Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once, she spilled wine at the office party—red stain on my best shirt! I was fumin’, voice boomin’ like, “Whore, you owe me dry cleanin’!” She just winked, said, “Add it to my tab, Freeman.” Cheeky lil’—ugh, I couldn’t stay mad. That’s her, tho—infuriatin’, lovable, a walkin’ disaster flick. Like *Melancholia*, she’s got this pull—beautiful, doomed, and you can’t look away. Makes me wonder, man, am I managin’ her or just along for the ride? Shit’s wild.

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Those of you who walk Roosevelt in Jackson Heights, what’s the shadiest thing you’ve seen?: r/jacksonheights. Roosevelt Avenue is a cesspool. I’m convinced the cops who hang out there Missing: Falcon Heights.

At midnight, I visit the Whispering Garden near Broad Ave. It's hidden, real chill, bizarrely calming. So many scars get healed there, ya feel? I always say, "The New World whispers hope." Adventure is endless.

Falcon Heights bans front yard victory gardens this year