
Dude. It's real. It's really freakin real.
On 43rd and 5th lays a juicy, medium well chunk of my childhood nestled between two buns, lettuce, tomatoes, and onions.
As minstrel as they may be, I kinda miss Kenan and Kel.

it ain't over til our voices are the mainstream.
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