Friday, June 9 2017
Whatever Williamsburg ever was, it's a white man, middle-aged, on Bedford Avenue, sitting on the curb, slobbering on an unlit cigar, in front of an Equinox, drunk, and leering, now.
Friday, March 17 2017
I forgot this was the day of the spiritual quest to become blackout drunk to honor a long-dead Irish snake charmer and that the pilgrims convened in this area.
Wednesday, March 1 2017
Friday, February 24 2017
Observered on Gates Ave at Broadway in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn.
Saturday, January 28 2017
Alessandra moved in today. The van fit all that she had.
Sunday, January 22 2017
This one particular seagull was more contemplative than the others. Was it joy at the bounty? Did it recognize the rooster on the Corn Flakes box?