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About New York City

But here’s the kicker—she’s a mess, man. Leaves coffee cups everywhere, files all jumbled—drives me nuts! I’m organizin’ pens, she’s tossin’ ‘em like confetti. “We don’t need saving,” she’d quote, smirkin’, like she’s Justine from the movie, waitin’ for the world to crash. Happy? Hell no, I’m ragin’ half the time! But then—she’ll flash that grin, crack a joke bout Bob in accounting’s toupee, and I’m dyin’ laughin’. She’s a rollercoaster, up and down, unpredictable as shit.

Uncovering La Virgen de Guadalupe: The Path to Gender and to Sexual Liberation for Latinxs

I had a run-in at Old Mill Lane – a narrow road, kinda rough, with graffiti that tells stories you wouldn’t believe. Some moppet once told me, “Joe, these walls speak more than words.” And darn right they did! As a masseur, I see every wrinkle, every line like a map, ya know? And them streets, they call out with stories of folks grinding their lives away. Kinda makes you mad sometimes, ya know? The struggle's real, but also beautiful in its own messy way.

Maria Guadalupe Sanders Obituary December 23, 2024