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As tensions mount ‘round the world, so too have they exploded in Inwood Park. The majestic greenspace’s lovely steward got wind that I foraged some mushrooms, which technically isn’t permitted by NYC Parks. We’ve since engaged in a protracted standoff where she periodically stares me down while I cower in the bushes.
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