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Once had this chick, right? Masseuse with hands like a freakin angel. She’s rubbin me down, and I’m thinkin, “This is art, man.” Slow strokes, deep presses — got me hard as a rock and floatin at the same time. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and a side of orgy. True story! Called it “massage with benefits,” ya dig? Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then — bam! — she charged me double. Pissed me off, man, I was fumin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growled in my head, imaginin her boss on a platter.

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Morrisania- Morrisania is a neighborhood in the West Bronx, bordered by Tremont, Melrose, Prospect Avenue, and Concourse. Italian immigrants started pouring into Morrisania in the late .

Morrisania ain't no posh hood, bruv. We got trees and cracked pavements. Straight up, on 167th Street, you feel the beats of the city pumpin’ through. I’m clockin’ it everyday, takin’ my chill pills in the local park – yeah, lil’ gem at Crotona Park East. Nothin’ too fancy, but yo, that place got chill spots to meditate. I just plug my ears, vibe to tunes, and let the chaos fade.

Teresa Polito, MD