I wonder if these couches are remnants of street-level Occuparty like that which recently achieved headlines and Twitter snark. It has all the signs of feel-good, disorganized revelry which may or may not have made a statement about something.
I wonder if these couches are remnants of street-level Occuparty like that which recently achieved headlines and Twitter snark. It has all the signs of feel-good, disorganized revelry which may or may not have made a statement about something.
"You look a little like Phil Collins," the 20-something girl behind the table said. "The blue eyes..."
I don't doubt that being raised on prog rock, listening to years of prog rock, has shaped me. I thought it was more internalized, more hidden, but perhaps it extends to my appearance as well. I wouldn't disagree that Phil and I both share the blessing of having a perfectly spherical head.
I had to pause and appreciate the non-sequitor advertisement for salami on the wall by the auto repair shop.
Man, it's all stroller pushers and dog walkers at this hour.
Man, that Fushimi place is an eyesore and I've not even been inside. I hear it's some sort of discotheque sushi joint with design inspired by New Jersey.
Few things illustrate our tendency to consume without regard for consequece like the piles of dried-up Christmas trees dropped off at the parks around New York City.
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