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As a teenager, I lived with my dysfunctional family in a modest but comfortable apartment in Beechurst, Queens. One Saturday morning, too fried to suffer any longer the slings and arrows of my sorry-assed teenage life, I decided to run away from home. I told my mother I was going into Manhattan to spend the […]
———————————————- When I knew Efrom, he was twenty-something years old. He was of medium height, with a slight build, stringy dirty-blond hair, and a ’70s—it was the ’70s—handlebar mustache. He lived below John’s studio apartment on 26th Street on Manhattan’s East Side. On the stairs, the first time I stayed over at John’s, Efrom cautioned […]
I grew up in Sunnyside Gardens, Queens, during the 1950s, in an attached house between 48th and 49th streets. The houses had small gardens – front and back – with much larger communal gardens beyond our front yard. Small trees and flowering bushes were planted around the edges of two large square patches of well-mowed […]
Big Eric is an alcoholic. I know this because he talks to me about his life when we work together. He’s 40-years old, and he tells me he’s feeling stressed and alone, and that the only time he feels peace is when he drinks. He lives around the corner from the café and sometimes in […]
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