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In 1969 I took some time out from New York to slow down and try to patch it up with my husband, Lee. I called him in New Mexico and he sent me a ticket to Albuquerque. The last time I had seen Lee he was scuttling down Macdougal St. glowering over his shoulder and lugging a pillowcase full of [...]
I was sitting in my 4th floor fire escape window on a hot summer afternoon, watching the sparse street life on 3rd St., a few people sitting around on our buildings stoop, a couple of guys had lawn chairs, a few guys standing outside the bodega...like that. Mine was a junky/hippie building, yeasty like the rest of the neighborhood, shit [...]
Junkies are ghost-slinking around the block, looking for their man, banging on window gates and ringing doorbells. I scan their eyes for some glimpse of what their lives are like, staring at their rumpled, smack-hunting clothes, matted hair and mottled skin. They only care about taking care of business, up their nose or in their arms, legs, eyes anywhere there's [...]
After conducting an extensive series of discussions with all of you, we have determined that Thursday, March 12 at 8:00 pm is the time that works best for all of our schedules. Friends of Mr. Beller's Neighborhood ELLEN SCHECTER, CAROLINE HENLEY, and PATRICK GALLAGHER will read at that time. As usual, the place is Happy Ending, 302 Broome St. @ [...]
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