Oops!! I’m that friend!!

What can I say? Once upon a time. I had a large group of friends. Nothing bad happened. We’ve all grown up and moved to different states. If I’m not with The Farmer. I’m usually with my best bud Danny. He’s an amazing person. We’ve met at the local bar. After two minutes, we’ve instantlyContinueContinue reading “Oops!! I’m that friend!!”

Strolling through Bushwick on a crispy day.

After a crazy day at work. I would immediately rush home to my friend The Farmer. Or, he would rush me to get to Brooklyn. Our day usually would end at the same time. We would meet at his place. Or, at Heavywoods. When we stopped hanging around Manhattan. We needed a break. We chatContinueContinue reading “Strolling through Bushwick on a crispy day.”

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