So after my lengthy, inexcusable absence, I checked the email that is connected to this blog and found a comment from Mr. Archer dated November 30th, threatening to stand under my fire escape playing the ukelele until I posted again.
You know, a couple weeks have passed since that comment and I haven't heard note one of the Israel Kamakawiwo’ole version of "Over the Rainbow" anywhere in Bushwick.
Hmph.
Lawyers.
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I did this on many occasions, over the whoops of laughter and clink of ice in glasses that emanated from your window, but not even a servant appeared. Finally I went over to Sunset Park and had a burrito, and then took the tunnel home because the Verrazano was backed up.
Now, you see, you shoulda been more persistent, see? I'm a straight shot onto the Willie-B and you coulda hopped across Canal from there.
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