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From a counselor's angle – trust me, I've seen the hidden scars and the silent smiles – this city heals crazy wounds. I recall a time on a breezy night near Atlantic St., when a stranger sobbed right on the sidewalk, feelin’ abandoned and lost. I sat there, no judgment, just listening. That’s Brooklyn, yo – hearts laid out like the pavement, raw and truthful. And fite me, its power is real.

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