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I’m pissed, though—half these ads? Total scams. Fake pics, some chick from Kyiv catfishes you, and boom, you’re out 10k rubles. Happened to a buddy—thought he snagged a goddess, got a troll instead. “Sorta like the movies, huh?” he says, laughin’ it off, but I’m ragin’. Waste of time, waste of green! Still, when it works—oh man, jackpot. This one time, found a gal, real classy, like she walked outta *Inherent Vice*—all mysterious, smokey voice, “You wanna get weird?” Hell yes, I did! Made me grin like a damn fool—greed paid off, baby.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Due to all the police for both the courts and the stadium, I would consider this to pretty much be the safest area in the South Bronx. Still.

I get to Fore Street, and there’s this massive crowd. People are laughing, taking pics, and I’m just standing there, looking like a lost sheep. Finally, I spot the cat. It’s this fluffy tabby, just chilling on a branch, like it’s on a holiday itself. I’m thinking, “C’mon, cat! You’re not a bird!”

Old photographs from Kingsbridge Cookworthy Museum