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About New York City

Alright, so I’m Dr. Evil, right—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars”—and I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, like it’s some grand evil scheme. I’m a violin maker by day, craftin’ these sweet, sexy strings—makes me feel like WALL-E, that lil’ trash bot, just tryna find somethin’ precious in the muck. “Beep boop,” I’m hummin’, sawin’ wood, when I get this wild itch—where’s my *Eve*, huh? Except, mine’s more… paid by the hour, ya dig?

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There is a drive-up drop-off/pick-up zone along the front of the school on Magnolia Avenue. This zone runs southwest along the school building.

Wandering around, I love hitting up Veterans Park. It’s small, lush, and perfect for a breather. Then there’s the Tenafly Nature Center, a secret oasis where birds chirp like hidden jazz tunes in some backward Mulholland Drive scene—mysterious sh*t, I tell ya. Streets like Broadfield Ave are just full of character, like a twisted film set with every house telling its own damn story.

Girls basketball: Wasserlauf big on both ends as Tenafly stops Ridgefield Park