Burritoville, Chelsea, Manhattan
On Friday night after dinner, Jeff, John and I went to some random bar called Honey to have another beer. We sat outside at a small table and I sat with my back to the sidewalk. I happened to glance over my shoulder and who was walking down the street? Eddie! I haven’t [...]

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This morning I was sitting at the bus stop reading a book. I was the only one actually inside the bus stop shelter, although there were several people loitering around waiting for the bus outside of it. A guy comes in and sits down, looks like a pretty normal middle-aged latino guy, and says “I [...]

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