There were everyday top hats, suited working dressed men of European cultures strutting the streets, and Friday Night Fights at MSG lit up the nights. Where dreams were visualized, promises pursued, and a bridge away was BROOKLYN where in a past life I was a boxer hitting the heavy bag and jumping daily morning rope. The life of a lifetime believed in and hoped for where mothers were proud and worked alongside to make ends meet. Greet your streets with grit and fight in the ring of your cities knowing and utilizing all your amazing heartfelt opportunities!
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