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Hello All,
After a glorious week in this beloved city, it’s time to pack up and say adios.
NYC, you have been most excellent to us.
… We’ve spent the last day sayin yo to all of our homeys and soaking up their radness. This is Di’s friend Jen, a fellow hipster in Brooklyn.
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This is Millican.
But you already knew that.
Just needed to sneak in one last glorious shot of our Dope-As-Fuck-Tour-Guide.
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Also, hit up Barcade last night with the crew.
Had a few good runs at Tetris, didn’t fair half bad at Punch Out, and got absolutely thrashed at Paper Boy.
Below, Danny holding his own on Contra.
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Hmmm, what else?
Just been hanging around Williamsburg, chilling out, vibing the vibe.
For some reason I just have a real soft spot for pics of my fellow blogger in front of graffiti. Like a flower blooming in the sidewalk, I just gush when I see her womanness in front of this rawness.
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Oh.
Hello There.
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Am gonna sneak in one last review here also.
We swooped by the Brooklyn winery for a bottle of cabernet sauvignon.
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A really, really cool spot.
The ceviche was late, so they ended up giving it to us for free! A real standup act in my book.
Also, the space just felt so tru.
(I omitted the ‘e’ in ‘true’ on purpose – It’s what the youth are doing these days with the hip hop. Trust me)
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So ya, that’s that.
And since our arrival in NYC inspired a quick little poem, I figure that it’s only fitting for me to knock one out as we depart.
Downtown, uptown, east river,
Manhattan – so many arrows in your quiver.
But certainly, my brow I can not furrow,
At this other lovely burrow …
The jeans worn so tightly,
The drinks, poured not lightly.
Bicycles taken seriously,
A man lives mysteriously.
Red bricks and tree-lined streets,
Our hearts, Brooklyn kindly meets,
Whenever you cross the water,
The hip gets that much hotter!
Yet the whole city – I love a ton.
And sadly, our journey is done.
So in us, we will put a fork,
Peace to the out – Motha Fuckin New York!
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