How to win at life. #BlackPanther

Very excited to get this one into your claws

Someone scraped all the traffic cams in New York to show the Knicks title celebration

Why sports matter.

Sleep well, NY.

Greatest city on Earth. Period.

NEW YORK FOREVER WE DID THIS TOGETHER THE CITY'S ALIVE KNICKS IN FIVE

MY MAYOR MUSLIM MY BAGELS JEWISH REFS TRIED TO KEEP THAT SERIES ALIVE KNICKS STILL WON IN FIVEEEEE thanks @mdhbef and whoever let me add bagels to this image.

One of the greatest shows of my life. Rosalía is legendary.

Insomniac’s Wolverine inked. Colours next.

But taxing wealth so normal people can afford to see a doctor and not go bankrupt over inhalers is radical left. OK

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.

This is a much more impressive accomplishment than becoming a trillionaire

Jacob Misiorowski. 15 STRIKEOUT MADDUX. 😳 9 innings, 0 runs, 15Ks, 1 hit. 0 BBs. 95 pitches. Most Strikeouts EVER in a Maddux!

Take the fight to Tokyo, one of the key story locations in Marvel's #WolverinePS5! 🌐

Still offering all NBA refs free LASIK Better Vision. Better Calls.

Nope. "My Christian Dior" is already a volta after the first two lines; can't pre-empt it. And the unexpected rhyme is another volta--brings it home, just like the Knicks in the fourth quarter. That singsongy scheme of yours would ruin the whole effect.

After tonight: 🕯 🕯 🕯 🕯 Bring back 🕯 Modell’s 🕯 🕯 🕯 🕯 🕯

don’t make us take this down, bro