Bernalwood is known known for many things — glamour, haute couture, and a certain jet-set languor, to name but a few. But rare are the instances when our neighborhood is synonymous with badassitude.

Yet like steep hills, arrogant canines, and giant insects, badassitude also resides among us, and I happened to catch a glimpse of it not long ago when this gentleman drove past in his unmistakably badass Dodge Challenger while I was standing on Cortand.

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