Some days, when my task masters want to be especially cruel, I am forced to travel out of my borough to the mythical lands of Queens. If you live in other parts of the city, Queens is like another country. Streets that have the same darn name so getting lost in Queens is a requirement or you were not in Queens. I even have to take a whole other way to work with new people to roll with. Yep, I'm on a journey for my liege today. Sigh . . .
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| LIRR station in Brooklyn. It's quite cold out here. . . . |
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