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Subway Redemption

by 07/30/2005
Neighborhood: West Village

A hat, a bag of groceries, a nice smile, and an enigmatic message conveyed between a city and an individual

My Name in a Book of Matches

by 07/30/2005
Neighborhood: Brooklyn

A new variation on Internet dating, specifically for Orthodox Jews, bedevils the author with frustration and confusion

The Crayola of Misfortune

by 07/30/2005
Neighborhood: Uncategorized

A strange omen foretells disaster

Goose Bumps: Oil Fields and Air Conditioning at Film Anthology

by 07/24/2005
Neighborhood: East Village

An AC-motivated viewing of "Lessons of Darkness" provokes a moral crisis.

Inhaling the Distractions on the Yellow Interstate

by 07/15/2005
Neighborhood: Uncategorized

Cops. The left lane is for passing only, did you know that? I must have forgotten since driver’s ed class, like I’ve forgotten to take speed limits seriously. Even when you literally can’t afford not to, even in daylight. Which I can’t and which it is. But I’m going ninety in the left lane and […]

Fairway, Once Green

by 07/15/2005
Neighborhood: Upper West Side

The author spins her unrequited love for a massive supermarket chain into poetic gold

Justice at the Parking Meter

by 07/15/2005
Neighborhood: Upper East Side

Claims cops have no ticket "quotas" to meet, just "production goals."

Bowling and Betrayal in 1964

by 07/12/2005
Neighborhood: West Village

A teenager befriends an obsessive-compulsive bowling enthusiast. Only the young man's greed for knowledge can tear them apart

Rear Guard: Right Guard

by 07/12/2005
Neighborhood: Upper East Side

The city is heating up and Luke Krueger hasn't done laundry for 6 weeks. Enjoy while the author recalls the good old days

Detroit Tourists

by 07/07/2005
Neighborhood: Uncategorized

Sunday in Detroit used to be for gardening, panhandling, and communing with the ruins. But now you can add giving directions.

The House of Carpati

by 07/07/2005
Neighborhood: Midtown

"No one should come to NYC unless they are very lucky." -E. B. White