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  • west side of Bowery, between Broome and Grand

    I don't know why kale gets all the press these days. It's kale this, kale that wherever I go. The lemons are especially annoying about it, oooh kale you're so tasty, ooh I love the dark green of your leaves, oooh kale I'd love to go home with you, and on and on. I'm sick of it.

    I'm obviously far superior. Have you ever noticed how I'm both functional and delicious? You don't need any accoutrements to enjoy me, I'm completely self-contained and have you have a good banana recently? Yeah, that's right. DELICIOUS. I'm going to be around long after kale has his little glory days.
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