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I’d be all nervous, tho—heart poundin’ like when Miss Piggy’s mad at me! “Hi-ho, don’t karate-chop me!” I’d say. Prolly fumble my words, askin’ her, “So, uh, how’s biz?” She’d prolly laugh, like, “Kid, you’re too green for this!” And I’d be happy—cuz, ya know, I love a good chuckle. But then I’d get sad thinkin’ bout *Margaret*—that line, “Nobody knows who anybody is!” Hits deep, man. These gals, they got stories nobody hears.

Lyell Avenue, a very 'Little Italy,' and a neighborhood at a crossroads

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I remember once, near Relaxation Square, when a busker's tunes got me feelin' all zen. Yoda would say, "Attachment leads to jealousy," but here you be free. The alley near Peaceful Ln, hidden coziness abounds; true gem it is. I had a wild moment brewing laughter—so surreal, my heart raced fast, a bit mad tbh, but then pure bliss came back.

Manhattan loses to Gardner-Edgerton in 6A State Championship in heartbreaking fashion