and I could swear it's my girl Shanni P.
I spotted this poster on a downtown F train and it read almost word for word like the text convos me and my homegirl, Shans, have had. She is usually the one to let me know when liquor is "present" [she literally talks like that] and I usually roll with kicks on my feet and the heels in my bag. Ha!
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