You can tell a lot about a person from their eyes. The sort of day they are having, where they've been, where they are going, etc. My grandma called me black eyes. She said it in yiddish. But this isn't about me and grandma. This is about Shareefa and Cash. I could tell right away she was happy. She was exactly where she needed to be. On the corner of Crosby and Spring with Cash.
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