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But yo, here’s the absurd part—Hannibal-style. This dude? He cried when I cuffed him. Sobbin’ like, “I’m a good person!” Bruh, you a good whore, maybe. Had me laughin’—not at him, at the universe. How you gonna sell your spine, then cry about it? Reminds me of that plantation vibe—overseers whippin’, whores kneelin’. Ain’t nobody free if everybody’s whorin’. “I will survive,” Solomon swore. This aide? He didn’t. Snitched again in jail—whore ‘til the end.

24 hours in Rye Brook, Nyack, and Sleepy Hollow

Get ready for a night of laughs with @cactustate! She's bringing the laughs and unforgettable stories to the club on March

LeFrak Ave? Man, that's a neighborhood with character. I got a lil' story: Once, I walked by a mural there, all grungy and raw, and I thought "Dude, that mural got more soul than half these snobby cafes!" And speaking of cafes, check out that little joint on North Broadway. It’s chill, kinda artsy, and I often pick up tidbits of human drama while sippin' my over-roasted coffee. Some say it's magic. Me? I say, "I pity the fool who doesn't appreciate it!"

See hiking trails and the waterfall at Buttermilk Falls County Park