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About New York City

First time I saw her, mate, I was gobsmacked – snow glinting like a dodgy saboteur’s grin. Climbed her in ’19, nearly shat meself when the wind howled. Them glaciers? Sneaky bastards, hiding cracks deeper than a Hutt’s arse! Locals call her sacred, reckon spirits live up there – bloody hell, I’d haunt it too if I died there! Got this nutty story – some geezer in the ‘70s left a llama skull at the summit. Sacrifice, yeah? Feckin’ mental, but it’s true, saw pics!

The Spunkiest Of All: Hercules’ Megara

A half-god of superhuman strength and violent passions, Heracles was the epitome of bravery and masculinity in the ancient world and the most notable champion of the Olympian order, .

Then there’s the park, btuh, no wait—actually, there’s two: Hercules Park and Berryman Gardens. Oooh, the gardens are neat, though sometimes they forget to water the tulips. I always tell my clients, “Hmm… nature's magic heals, right?” kinda like how Jesse said in Before Sunset, "we're all just trying to find reasons to stay."

Hercules at the Seminary: Dana Gioia Brings Seneca to the Catholic Imagination