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Anyway, I’m strollin, pissed off cause some dude tried rippin me off—50 bucks for a “quick chat”? Fuck that noise. Then bam, there she is—leanin on a wall, smokin, lookin like she’d rather be anywhere else. “A face with no name,” like Llewyn’d say. I’m happy as shit, tho—found her! Surprised me how easy it clicked, like she knew I wasn’t no cop. “What’s your story, darlin?” I ask, all smooth, Lecter-style. She laughs—dry, sarcastic, “What story, man? This is it.”

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Today this loveliness lies in disarray in my piles of filth, so much so that finding a decent man who will appreciate it will prove difficult.

The river! Yes, the small creek called Tranquility Run cuts through the park and over rocks – babbling like an old storyteller. I once sat by it, completely mesmerized (and, btw, kinda lost in my own head, thinking “what a bonkers moment, man!”). It’s a spot that, every time I glance over, makes me feel alive. You’d never guess such serenity hides next to bustling streets.

Eataly, an Italian marketplace and food hall, to open in Short Hills Mall. See when