I feel welcomed back in Brooklyn...
Well, I'm back for break. Funny story... my mom picked me up at Port Authority and we decided to take the train to Atlantic Ave. to get some ice cream from Cold Stone. A guy in the train station starts talking to my mom and I saying: "I need to call the pretty police on yous two. They're gunna take you to the pretty polic station and lock yous away." I fucking love Brooklyn. I know... I complained about it sometimes when I lived here all year long but no place is a original as this one...