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Hey, so – imagine this. Me, Steve Jobs, Zen master, right? Sitting there, contemplating life – pause – like in “The Diving Bell.” You know, that flick I adore. “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly,” man. Where the guy’s trapped, blinking his damn eye. Anyway, I’m thinkin’ – finding a prostitute. Wild, huh? Not just any hookup – nah. Something deeper, like… soul-searching through the streets.

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Astoria Park is my jam. I hit it early morn, right by the East River, chillin’ on the grass, watchin’ the boats bobbin’ like life’s sweet salsa. That park's a lil’ piece o’ heaven, where you can peep the sunsets that splash like fire on the water. And yo, you gotta check out the view from Astoria’s rooftop spots—smokin’ beautiful scenes, like I'm in a movie, and baby, that movie is dope!

Teen on stolen scooter crashes into man at Astoria Park, breaking his leg: NYPD