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About New York City

I’m gettin’ all dreamy now, thinkin’ how it glides in da dark water, all blue and shiny. Suprised me how pretty it is! Thought it’d be all rough and tough, but nah, it’s got style! SpongeBob’s honor, I’d totally chill with dis fish. Maybe it’s lonely out dere, swimmin’ forever - dat’s deep, man, like da monk and his lil stone statues. “Time passes, the boy grows.” Dis shark’s out dere growin’ too, livin’ its wild sharky life!

Scrabble Tools

"One who sponges" does not fit; the idea of "a male prostitute" seems beyond Mahony; but not the idea of "a degraded creature." Mahony is well versed in slang, and he may know and be .

I quit bein’ all buttoned-up and let my inner wild child speak. Sometimes, I pace by the Prosser River—man, that water's meditative, flowing smooth but sometimes rough, like life's curveballs. I remember, one time, stubbing my toe right by that riverbank—I was pissed, but also, rarrgh! There’s magic in that pain, right? Haha, so typical me.

Barnes Selected as a Skip Prosser Man of the Year Award Finalist