Archive for February 12, 2009
Sweet Carolina (Or, Living In The Fish-Eyed Lens)
I’ve heard about this sort of thing, but rarely really witnessed it first-hand. I’m at a bar called Brother Jimmy’s on 31st & Lex. Apparently, Murray Hill is the new post-collegiate neighborhood because everyone looks straight out of Central Casting. “Jimmy, get me a dozen Zeta Psis and a coupla’ Tri Delts, stat!” I haven’t…
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