Twenty-seven year-old from the Bronx who's never grown out of climbing subway station fences. Day job: keep kids from failing algebra. Night job: keep grown-ups from falling off pool tables. Love dogs, hate hangovers, can make a mean carbonara with whatever's left in the fridge. Fluent in sarcasm and Spanglish. If you're into thrift finds, late-night ramen, or just walking the Grand Concourse talking shit about pigeons, holler.