Diplomatic immunity: cliche in NYC.THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THE BIG CITY that draws people from all over the world, some allure about it--a beauty that's found nowhere else that makes people flock there by the thousands. Is it the tall buildings? The smells of the city streets? The people? The manholes? The subway? I can go on for pages and pages ... THE CITY'S CHANGED, though--it's changed a lot. It's a different place from the late '80s and early '90s. With noticeable differences in crime, pollution, graffiti graffiti Form of visual communication, usually illegal, involving the unauthorized marking of public space by an individual or group. Technically the term applies to designs scratched through a layer of paint or plaster, but its meaning has been extended to other markings. , and of course missing many of the colorful characters that made The City what it once was, it's not a bad thing--it's a different thing. Life will always mean change--people, attitudes, faces, and especially cities. Even this great city. [ILLUSTRATION OMITTED] When Jeremie and the boys called me to go to the big city, I couldn't resist. I knew it'd be a great time; the fact is, when I went to their city they treated me like a king. Of course they did--I'm American. The French cower cow·er intr.v. cow·ered, cow·er·ing, cow·ers To cringe in fear. [Middle English couren, of Scandinavian origin. in the greatness of America. That pretty much was the theme for the whole trip. The second these guys got in the van it was on. They all began speaking French. Like always, I started in with them: "You're in 'Merica now, nobody speaks French here. We kicked your asses out of the colonies a long time ago." But their English is so bad, I don't know Don't know (DK, DKed) "Don't know the trade." A Street expression used whenever one party lacks knowledge of a trade or receives conflicting instructions from the other party. if they even got my jokes. I'm kidding. Shit, half of them speak better English than me. The other half speak it just as well. [ILLUSTRATION OMITTED] One dude who was with us, Ricardo Fonseca, isn't French. He's from Portugal. I didn't even know where that was on the map, but it's basically the mouth of Europe. Ricardo speaks English, French, Spanish, and of course Portuguese. I was floored when I found out he spoke four languages. I already said they speak better English than me. But four languages? Ricardo showed up all tan from laying on the beach in Portugal, but he was ready for business upon arrival. Ricardo is pretty much my long lost brother--hairy, loud, and funny. The second I met him I knew we'd always be friends. He also likes to make fun of the French with me, another check in my book. Thanks, Ricardo, for having my back. THE MOST ANNOYING Frenchman of them all was--all of them. Just joking--they're all good dudes Dudes may refer to:
skate Any of nine genera (suborder Rajoidea) of rounded to diamond-shaped rays. These bottom-dwellers are found from tropical to near-Arctic waters and from the shallows to depths of more than 9,000 ft (2,700 m). and have a good time. We did our best with the NYC NYC abbr. New York City NYC New York City summer-time heat beating us down, along with the constant pull of evil nightlife night·life n. Social activities or entertainment available or pursued in the evening. nightlife Noun that captures people in its clutches and swallows them into dark despair. You must think fast out there and you've got to realize what you're getting yourself into. I think we lost JJ for one night. JB made fun of him, and we didn't see him again for a full 24 hours. [ILLUSTRATION OMITTED] Finding spots for everyone to skate was also easy. I called a couple friends for some terrain that the boys would love to shred, and we were off. A big problem about skating skating: see ice skating; ice dancing; roller skating. skating Sport in which bladelike runners or sets of wheels attached to shoes are used for gliding on ice or on surfaces other than ice. in NYC is that sometimes it's hard to get around, even with a car. The traffic's always rough. IF YOU'RE DOWNTOWN, you got to find parking, skate to the spot, and shred it. When you want to go to another spot, you have to hop back the cistern which receives the infusion of malt and hops from the copper. (Brewing) See under 1st Back. See also: Back Hop in the car and drive there. It's at least an hour, maybe more, even if you're going to Brooklyn--which is right on the other side of the water. We tried to hit at least three spots a day ... didn't happen that much. With dudes speaking French, JJ being dumb, and traffic, shit--I'm surprised I didn't drive into a wall. Another good thing about these guys being French is that ... Actually there's no good thing about these guys being French. They're French. But everyone liked these dudes and we had a great time. We all travel to skate their country, and now they came to skate ours. They were like diplomats Some famous diplomats include: Afghanistan
Form of recreation, popular among youths, in which a person rides standing balanced on a small board mounted on wheels. The skateboard first appeared in the early 1960s on paved areas along California beaches as a makeshift diversion for surfers when the ocean is all about: bringing people together. A unity amongst people with common interests, right? [ILLUSTRATION OMITTED] |
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