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I first met Marina Gorodetsky when we worked for the City Planning Department. She was a clerk, and all the guys in my section were crazy about her. She had green eyes, blonde hair and a buxom figure. Although she was an immigrant from the Soviet Union, Marina spoke English with only a slight accent. In the Soviet Union she [...]
Ran into my neighbor Traubman, a regular Gary Shteyngart except much older, on the sidewalk outside our apartment building near Kings Highway, while headed to the B train to Manhattan and wondering how bad my sciatica would be that day. "Where've you been, I've been thinking about you," Traubman said. He was wearing shorts, scratching his social-security belly. "Why have [...]
When I was a young man—no bigger than this A chocolate egg cream was not to be missed Some U-bet’s chocolate syrup, seltzer water mixed with milk Stir it up into a heady fro—tasted just like milk You scream, I steam, we all want Egg Cream. --Lou Reed from the song [...]
