Archive for July 2, 2004
A Farewell To Arms
Nights like these it feels as though I’m the last person in New York City. 56th Street is quiet. There was no traffic on Ninth Avenue. The office was quiet. Everyone is off to the beach, the country, the mountains. Everyone is off to find just one moment of peace from this crazy, messed up…
Read MoreSmells Like Teen Spirit
I passed a teenager on my street this morning wearing a ‘Corporate Magazines Still Suck’ shirt. His homage to Kurt Cobain was, ironically, handmade with a Sharpie and a Planet Hollywood T-shirt. I had to laugh. This is a kid who was about 8-years-old when Cobain stuck a shotgun barrel in his mouth and ended…
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