By admin | February 5, 2004 | Comments Off on

Walking home from the grocery story tonight (two apples, a six pack of Brooklyn Lager, raspberry vinaigrette dressing, oat bran pretzels), I saw a man on his knees begging for change on the corner of 56th & Tenth … just a few hundred feet from my doorstep. My first thoughts were of George Bush, and…

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