I know some intelligent and great puerto ricans that'll treat you like family. Can't say the same about NYC but I'm sure there are some good folk, what's left of, out in the sticks.
Oh, I've known some good folks from Brooklyn. Heck, I married one of them and rescued her from that squalid hellhole and moved her to my squalid hellhole!
At least she was smart enough to leave when a goid guy came along, unless you drugged her and smuggled her out in a shipment of pink dildos.
Purple dildos.
But no, I smuggled those out totally separately, and just happened to meet her on the other side of the continent when she was a super hot bartender in the early 90s.
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