love letter to new york

to which you’d say, like the guy I’m sitting next to in this organic burger joint: “IDGAF bout your stupid bitchass letter” (this is the clean ver)

here goes.

Come off the plane in Newark, not too cold! Thanks ny metro carbon cover :)

Lyft driver clearly gouging me going through staten island/bklyn route so I report this dude and get him offed the lyft community before we get to Chelsea while I’m still in the car.

New York, you are frozen in a time capsule. Some things refuse to be gentrified. my go-to 99cent pizza hideout, clearly engaging in money laundering, is still around! rejoice!!

I love how tons of places are still open so I can grab this second dinner. Wanted Japanese with the 90s rnb but alas had more seating to charge my stuff here. 

Can’t wait to get on the subway to metrotech rushing from meeting to meeting. For now will be taking a slumber amidst the heap.

Love you!