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About New York City

Last time I dropped cargo near one—Nevada, I think—saw this chick in fishnets smokin’ a cigar. Bold as hell! Made me happy, brother, seein’ her own it! But then some drunk dude stumbles out, pukin’ on my truck—pissed me off big time! I’m yellin’, “Get off my rig, ya jabroni!” Felt like suplexin’ him, but I held back—Hogan’s got class, ya know?

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I love hanging around Rendezvous Park. Yes, that’s the name! A small patch of green near the Banana River. The river? It winds like a lazy serpent behind our quaint town. I recall a day (or ten, who’s counting?) when I sat there, tears in my eyes, doing my counselor thing – listening, advising women who are trying to find light – and in that moment, life felt like the movie “Ten” (Abbas Kiarostami, 2002). The line, “The possibilities are endless,” rang so true. Yup, my gut screamed that.

Hershey seeks tariff exemption for cocoa from White House