Livin for the Citaaaaay

Shout out to Urbanity.

Yes, it's a word. The accumulation of graffiti laced, crack-fiend inhabited, suit in the slum, fast-paced, pot-hole street life is where diversity truly exists. No where else will you see a supposed Buddhist monk on the corner preaching inner-peace, while also selling homemade pamphlets to satisfy his PCP addiction.....And, while it becomes habit to walk way faster than necessary (usually because a homeless man has been following you since 5th ave) it's a reminder that we're all either going somewhere....or nowhere.

What's not to love?
Santa Beats a Black Man
Look Both Ways
Beat His Ahhh!!

A Place For Learning...

Shout out to Whoever's Sitting Behind Me.

Dude, F#$! You. How sporatic is your leg twitch that you need to pretend field goal punt the back of my seat every five seconds bruh?? And nigga, breathe through your nose already. I have heavy winds gusting my neck hair relentlessly. The gum might help with that breath, but the "chew, chew, smack, smack" for an hour and fifteen is going to force me to "stab, stab" you after class. How many f$%@*% packs do you go through a week nigga......

Professor will handle this...