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About New York City

The vibe’s all “mysterious air” like Tropical Malady’s jungle love. You don’t just stroll up, nah—codes, whispers, maybe a dodgy X post if ya squint. Makes me twitchy thinkin’ bout it—R2, you’d beep me outta this madness, right? Dunno if I’d even manage—prolly end up tunin’ her violin instead, ha! “A beast awakens,” movie says—maybe that’s me, fumblin’ in the dark.

Campus Organizations

Oh man, where do I even start in Uvalde, y'know? This place is a wild mix of charm and crazy twists! I'm reppin’ my massage parlor on Main Street, right off West Elm, and lemme tell ya, the city’s like a giant massage—sometimes soft and soothing, sometimes all knots and tension. Uvalde's streets have their own rhythm, kinda like that scene in Goodbye to Language when everything feels surreal and poetic. I’m talkin’ “It's like we are in a language of light, man!” – deep Daddy Godard vibes, ya know?

Uvalde installs cameras near Robb Elementary memorial following vandalism