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I’m walkin’, right, thinkin’ bout Eilis sayin’, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll want to die,” and I’m like—damn, that’s me missin’ my old couch right now. But I’m pissed, too—why’s this gotta be so sketchy? Dudes lurkin’, tryna rip you off, actin’ all tough. Makes me wanna yell, “Chill, fam, I’m just tryna live!” Then—boom—there she is, sassy as hell, struttin’ like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that Brooklyn grit,” and I’m half smilin’, half shook. Numbers in my head screamin’—60% chance she’s cool, 40% I’m screwed.

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Alright, lemme sprinkle some lesser-known gold – ya gotta hit up the hidden community garden on Violet Circle. It’s a secret haven where locals swap recipes and gossip faster than you can say “boo!” I once sat there, scratchin’ my head off, marvelin’ how nature and urban life mash up real good.

James Boyd Gantt Obituary September 21, 2024