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Screw NY tobacco prices, we come prepared.
I spent more on toll than I did on gas.
Pardon me while I snicker like a kid.
Mental prep for a stroll amongst the citizens.
Fuckin metal.
I am proud of this shot.
I thought it said "The Hater Building", which would have culminated into me laughing in the streets. Unfortunately...
So much bling they plate their doors.
YES! Guy tending bar had a heavy accent and had his timing on Guinness pouring down to a 'T'.
Pay money, park car, have it raised, someone else parks below you. Friggin ingenious way of using up every spot of land and air available.
Oh what the hell?!
Moved the camera too quickly, much to my surprise.
Glass and steel.
Proud of that one too.
Taken way too many pictures of high class offices closed down for the night. Something even emptier about them.
You will not, I repeat, will NOT fucking sit here. I guess it fits the city. Nowhere to really sit unless you're in a park. Gotta be moving, gotta be making that dollar, gotta be giving it away, but make sure those feet don't stop. No rest for the wicked.
Your $500 dresses and scummy remodeling do not match. Try next fall.
Buy my shit. Chicks dig it.
My street.
That's what I was talking about...
Time to sleep and wake up at 7 to move my car while they sweep. Goodnight my darlings.
Hahaha I just friggin had to.
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