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Bodega Dreams 4: So what if you got stabbed with a 007 in the back and never walked again?at 007, n.
Bodega Dreams 4: So what if you got stabbed with a 007 in the back and never walked again? Bodega Dreams 91: ‘The nigga had that shit coming.’ [...] ‘Sapo, bro, what you gonna do?’ ‘I could give two fucks,’ he said. ‘I never felt better’.at give a fuck, v.
Bodega Dreams 41: ‘Bullshit. This guy is talking a lot of dreams, bro. Clouds.’ [...] ‘No, bro [...] You don’t know, so don’t go fucken barkin’ all this shit’.at bark, v.2
Bodega Dreams 12: [I]t was like we were long-lost brothers [...] I did know that he was still my pana, my main-mellow-man.at main man, n.
Bodega Dreams 37: ‘In a few years, why not a Nuyorican president?’.at Nuyorican, adj.
Bodega Dreams 5: If you were a graffiti artist and people knew you were a good one, death meant an opportunity to make a few bucks. Someone close to the deceased [...] would knock on your door. ‘Mira, my cousin Freddy just passed away. Can you do him an R.I.P.?’.at R.I.P., n.
Bodega Dreams 28: ‘It’s like the fat girl no one wanted until someone took a chance on the bitch and put her on a diet, and now everybody’s sweatin’ her’.at sweat, v.2
Bodega Dreams 85: The neighborhood became a tomb. Mute as an Egyptian. Every member of the street wire from the pimp to the junkie to the hooker talked like an Italian: ‘I ain’t see not’en’’.at wire, n.1
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