Sophie Prospect Park Whore ❤️❤️

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Like, literally, I’d be her hype girl. She’s out there, dodging creeps, stacking cash, and I’m, like, “You’re the concierge of chaos, babe!” Total Grand Budapest vibes – all glam, all drama. Tho, ngl, I’d be shook if she told me some of the nasty shit she’s seen. Probs woulda made me cry, but I’d be, like, “You’re a badass, keep slaying!”

Monitoring Progress of Wollman Rink in Prospect Park

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The streets, they whisper secrets, bro. Walkin’ down Parkside Ave near Ditmas Park, you'll see art, people, and the odd stray cat that thinks it owns the block. It’s raw, uncut – like my love for jazz, messy sometimes and yet so damn beautiful. And let me tell ya – there’s a quiet corner by Ocean Parkway where an old fountain gurgles tunes that remind me of soft rains in a forgotten temple. No tourist guide ever mentioned it, yet it’s the unsung hymn of our city.

Prospect Park deaths ‘an unfortunate coincidence’