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116th Street Puerto Rican Festival 🇵🇷

When James Dolan cancels the watch party outside MSG, we bring the watch party to you. Thanks to the @NBA, Knicks Game 4 is now playing on dozens of @LinkNYC screens across our city. LGK.

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He never owned a car. He never carried a modern smartphone. He spent his entire life in a tiny, cramped apartment, wearing faded clothes that had seen decades of use. Yet, this single individual managed to save more lives than several major hospitals combined. His name was Dr. Muhammad Mashali, but millions of people across Egypt and the world simply knew him as the Doctor of the Poor. For over fifty years, he was a walking miracle in the dusty streets of Tanta, a city in the Nile Delta. He did not care about the riches of this world, because his entire heart was focused on serving humanity. Every single morning, he walked to his modest clinic. He routinely treated up to fifty patients a day, often working for more than ten consecutive hours without a proper break. For those who could afford it, his check-up fee was less than one dollar. For those who had nothing, the visit was completely free. When medical science reached its limits, he healed people with his pure kindness and deep empathy. His incredible journey started with a sacred vow. He graduated from medical school with top honors in 1967. He had watched his own father sacrifice everything, neglecting his own health and comfort, just to pay for his education. After his father passed away, the young doctor made a firm promise to God. He vowed that he would never take a single penny from a poor person for a medical consultation. He kept that promise until his very last breath. Word of his selflessness eventually spread far beyond Egypt. A wealthy businessman from the Persian Gulf once heard his story and wanted to reward him. The businessman gifted Dr. Mashali a luxury apartment, a brand-new car, and twenty thousand dollars in cash. The doctor looked at the lavish gifts, smiled gently, and politely refused the personal luxury. Instead, he accepted the financial aid only to immediately sell the assets. He used every single cent to buy modern medical equipment for his clinic and to distribute free medicine to his impoverished patients. When people asked him why he turned down a life of comfort, he simply said, I do not need a car or fine clothes. I am a doctor, and my duty is to serve the people who have nothing. He did not care about social status, nor did he care about religious background. Muslims and Coptic Christians stood in the same long lines outside his clinic. He never treated a religion; he only treated human beings in pain. His generosity knew absolutely no boundaries. He gave away his time, his energy, and his meager salary. If he noticed that a patient was too poor to afford the prescription he wrote, Dr. Mashali would secretly slip money into their pockets before they left his room, ensuring they could walk straight to the pharmacy and get their pills. Dr. Mashali passed away in 2020 at the age of seventy-six. He did not leave behind a massive bank account, luxury properties, or grand titles. Instead, he left behind something far more valuable and enduring. He left an eternal legacy of compassion, sacrifice, and unconditional love. In a world that often values people by their wealth and social status, this humble doctor proved that true greatness is never measured by what we gather, but by what we give away. His memory continues to warm the hearts of millions, proving that a single life dedicated to others can light up the entire world. © We Are Human Angels #archaeohistories

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⏰ Until 7 PM today If you're heading to the game or just in the area, you might want to make a quick stop. 👀

Hold on! Are you telling me that it is Cinco de Mayo on Taco Tuesday?! 🤯 (mindblown)

🍷|| Never underestimate a bald Chinese man. Now you know how to remove, the wine bottle cap if mistakenly falls inside the bottle.😂

I miss Sam Cooke!

I miss Fela Kuti!

I miss James Brown!

I miss Prince!

The opposite of compassion is cruelty. The opposite of cruelty is compassion. That is such a weighty and enlightening revelation for those of us who have never of it.

Cooking my own food is a constant highlight of my day. Especially Everytime that a quality meal has come out of my making the conscious choice to not eat food from outside.

Manifesting more...

Life, health, and strength are core necessities for progress.

Is it called Project Helix because the double helix looks like an 8 and thus their 8th console?

I am grateful for another day of life and peace of mind. Let's make manifest. Updates and performances soon forthcoming. Sincerely, Mr. Reed #BrooklynsPresident

Call to action: Repost, Tip, Follow, & Book Mr. Reed: In celebration of the life of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., & his holiday. We're starting Black History Month Early! #MartinLutherKingJrDay #BlackHistoryMonth #BHM #TheRecessionFreeShow #MrReedOnTour #TheyHaveTheRange