Sunday morning... he sleeps it off... a black eye, who knows, perhaps a fight. 100 avenue A... it has become the spot... he has a water bottle next to him... ah another day in the avenue...
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Friday, September 7, 2012
100 Avenue A, the spot
Sunday morning... he sleeps it off... a black eye, who knows, perhaps a fight. 100 avenue A... it has become the spot... he has a water bottle next to him... ah another day in the avenue...
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Little sea bass by the sea
Fisher women on the East River... she and her husband were the nicest people... He Irish-American, She originally from uptown... they loved fishing and telling fising tales... she pulled little sea bass one after another and gently threw them back...
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