tru lyfe in BK.
Encouraged by friends and adventures, I give you my life in Bed Stuy, Brooklyn.
I take my nom-de-plume from a dear friend of mine, the toothless gentleman that I recently met on the corner. He stopped me as I walked back from the train one afternoon and rested a weathered palm on my arm. "Miss. Excuse me. No disrespected intended, but you are a diamond in the rough. You know what that is?" I told him I did, and thanked him, and hurried on my way. He called after me, "How about your mother, is she single?"
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