Apparently Hooligans Once Roamed The Streets of NYC

Once upon a time in a part of New York Titty I hope to never encounter shit was real, really, realer than real and people struggled to survive. Now all we do it get fat and die and talk about how stupid trucker hats were. All we do is wake up early and spend our days tired and over eat and drink too fast and crack our toes and watch movies that make us complain. All we do is thank goodness its not as hot out today as it was yesterday. We feel the sunshine beaming for a little less long on this corner of the earth. We feel the shadows creeping in.