On December 6, 2018 — the day after the whole world found out he’d passed — I hadn’t eaten in over 24 hours (which I knew he’d kick my ass for if he were alive). So I went to Bagelman, thinking, “I need a black and white” for some reason — that’s not a thing I do all the time. I said, out loud, “Manzino, if you’re out there, just give me a sign.” I walked into the shop, and here was a black and white cookie with all VANILLA frosting and a Christmas Tree. He knew the vanilla side of the black and white was my favorite, and like I said, we both loved Christmas, plus, he knew I loved that little wooden tree. I knew he was just saying hello. Rest in peace, my friend. I love you.
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