A new marathon PR. 6,895 dollars raised for Smile Train. Thank you, friends and family. Thank you London. 🇬🇧❤️

Taylor hall Gucci purse Stanley cup champion

If you’ve taken a shit in the Union Square Barnes & Noble, you’re New York enough for me

no one currently living except for Jalen Brunson and George Bush know the feeling of being trained since childhood to fight and defeat your father’s archenemy and succeeding.

A metropolitan division tradition unlike any other

Perfect

Absolutely wild day to be in Raleigh on a bachelorette trip but i hope to be celebrating the fall of the Vegas Golden Knights tonight

The Europeans are worshiping MetLife Stadium

Knicks championship and Lewis’ first win for Ferrari in the same weekend

GET UP @CurtisSliwa YOU GOT A PARADE TO PLAN

it was always Knicks in five.

Jalen and Rick Brunson at the buzzer 🧡💙

oh my god

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving. Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free. I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these." "They just come with the table, man." They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner. This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat. I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared. "Did we…?" "Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless." Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined. My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude." Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man. I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy. Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived. I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most. Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.

Guys, we need to win tonight because it's getting out of control.

Thinking about the accent combinations happening in sports bars in Boston right now, chills

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