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G

 The G train is a subway line running through Queens into Brooklyn I rarely take. As I wait on the platform longer than I should, when it does come surrounded by dust and fog, it makes me think of the … Continue reading

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Whoa Nellie

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The Best Story Of The Week

Every morning I see a dog walker with several poodles, never any other breed. My first encounter with this handsome, middle-aged man…punky looking with a tattoo of an anchor wrapping around his arm like a nautical tourniquet, was me snapping … Continue reading

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An Old-Fashioned Pick-Me-Up

I’m getting a T-shirt made that says in mighty big letters: LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE Too subtle? After working two very long days, and as my friend Ed likes to say, I feel like pond scum. Never quite sure … Continue reading

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