tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post2306940511855105903..comments2024-03-28T14:39:03.770-04:00Comments on EV Grieve: Marking the 20th-anniversary of the missing headsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-39127258057479737112011-04-04T09:56:43.646-04:002011-04-04T09:56:43.646-04:00Ha ha. Nothing spells b-i-g ticket item like a box...Ha ha. Nothing spells b-i-g ticket item like a box marked "sinus endoscopy class."Ken from Ken's Kitchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08893862652001372560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-24273850642182837352011-04-03T20:19:37.335-04:002011-04-03T20:19:37.335-04:00I remember when this happened. Happy memories!I remember when this happened. Happy memories!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12639007497627844215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-84292524963412544032011-04-03T18:23:56.859-04:002011-04-03T18:23:56.859-04:00Those were the days when St. Marks and Second anch...Those were the days when St. Marks and Second anchored one end of the old Thieves Market, which stretched from in front of Gem Spa down to Third Street - if you were robbed you could usually go over there and find your stuff for sale on a ratty blanket. I ga-ron-tee that whoever nicked that box thought there was probably some good stuff in it to sell, but I don't think even the populace of 1991 East Village would have been interested (unless Daniel Rakowitz had walked by). Ah, the good old days in the neighborhood!Lisanoreply@blogger.com