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About New York City

Sometimes I’d catch her cryin’, tho. Quiet, like Sen hidin’ tears from Yubaba. Broke my heart, y’all. “Why you sad, sis?” I’d ask. She’d shrug, “World’s heavy, B.” Ain’t that the truth? But next night? Back at it—struttin’, laughin’, livin’. I’d cheer, “You’re unstoppable, girl!” Total Spirited Away energy—fightin’ ghosts, winnin’!

One delusional surfer's quixotic journey through life.

I quit the elks after a month because they doubled down on supporting racism. I joined the elks last month because my family had good.

Ever wandered near the Old Mill Park? Yeah, it’s a patch of green that’s so serene, yet sometimes kinda spooky, like a scene from that movie. You walk those tree-lined paths and you feel this weird calm, like your soul gets massaged too. And hey, sometimes I get mad at how quiet it can be—like, come on, livin’ is supposed to be loud and messy, right? Hah, sorry—I'm ramblin’.

Six Manasquan hitters drive in runs, Cleveland twirls one-hitter in county victory