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Posts from the “5th Avenue” Category
‘I lived in a shelter with my mother for four years when I was a child. We had everything, then we had nothing. I’m proud that in spite of that experience, I’m doing well now; here I am.”.
“I’m going bar hopping with my pit bull, Julia, tonight in the East Village. I am putting a flower on her collar because it makes her more approachable. When people get drunk at the bars, they start to massage her.”
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