There were police all around the fruit man. He stood there next to his fruit. His stand is on the North East corner of 87th and Lexington, across from Starbucks, and whenever I pass by I buy an apple for fifty cents. Or sometimes bannanes. He is a gracious guy, am immigrant, his softness of manner has made him many friends. When i got closer I saw their interest wasn’t in him but in something on the ground nearby
The cops were pouring hot water on the sidewalk near his stand. It fell upon a thick blood stain and ran into the gutter, pink.
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The city is heating up and Luke Krueger hasn't done laundry for 6 weeks. Enjoy while the author recalls the good old days
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Despite the fact that it is we who are dependent on them for our livelihoods, it is they who fear us.
by Mr. Murphy
Brian drops out of college to become a millionaire stock broker, but fills in as a doorman in the meantime.
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September 2012 - In anticipation of an Occupy Wall Street march up Park Avenue, I am polishing the brass poles of [...]
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