Yeah, hit up the bodegas every day. Bomb ass Prosciutto sandwhiches in the Bronx. I forgot which stop I got off the subway at, but it was in the heart of Harlem. It's crazy just how much the vibe and energy of the people change going from Manhattan to Harlem. Definitely an easy place to get caught slippin, but I didn't have no problems. I was also walking the streets of the Bronx at like 3am cause 2 times my fucking cab driver wouldnt take me all the way to my homies pad I was staying at.Had a good time out there but could NEVER live there. Nothing but dead ass trees, alleys, and buldings.