NEW YORK CITY YOU LISTEN TO ME! IF YOU’RE NEAR SOME TRASH RIGHT NOW, ANY TYPE OF 24-HOUR TRASH, GO DISPOSE OF THE TRASH RIGHT NOW AND PUT YOUR HAND INSIDE THE OFFICIAL NYC BIN! YOUR TRASH IS OUR TRASH AS OF RIGHT NOW. CONGRATS KNICKS 💙🧡💙🧡💙🧡💙🧡💙🧡💙🧡
Dearest mother —
I hope my appearance on the magical, moving picture box filled you with joy. As you could see, my resolve has never been more robust. Squirrel oil and your peppered chipmunk feet have kept me sturdy. Life is splendid. Give the cows my best. I love you.
— Andrew