Gratitude or Platitude?
Ten years ago a drunk first lieutenant named J. David Fleming introduced me to Rudyard Kipling’s Tommy after a long night
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NYC
A walk. Two cookies. And beer.
I received bad news this afternoon about a job I thought was a sure thing. In a city I really would love
Read moreA photo booth, some arm twisting and a tiger.
“What do you mean ‘make a face.’ What kind of face?” A silly face. “I will not.” Gram, just make
Read moreA Yankees game, souvenir cups and a “story”
As I walked the three blocks back from the post office here in Long Island City this afternoon I was
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The B12 select, a jerk on the Subway and iTunes on random
Dear NYC Transit authority, Hi. I’m Jenn. The one singing Social Distortion on the World Trade Center bound E train?
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A new job, a big move and LawnGuy-lind
(As he thrusts his chin up and in my direction) “Whoawh! Wheh you from? You tawwlk like you’re not from
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