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“I don’t really know what to say tonight,” Michael said. “Sometimes a well crafted pop song can say it all.” This morning I was too dizzy to walk. Tonight, I am too dizzy to type. The Earth, my earth, anyway, has tilted off axis. And even a well-crafted pop song can’t save me. My brother…

I couldn’t walk this morning. I felt dizzy and off-balance, like the earth was spinning too quickly. I tried the 1/9 instead of taking the B to the 1/9, and was rewarded with ten minutes stuck inside the train at the 72d Street station as three express trains hurtled past towards Times Square. They finally…

What the fuck? Is anyone awake out there? Dudes, this guy lied bold-faced to the world about a war that didn’t have to happen. He has henchmen on his team who advocate stripping prisoners and stacking them on top of one another. He’s spent $140B on a high-tech war but can’t even armor his military’s…

John Lennon fell in love with Yoko Ono at one of her shows. He entered a cavernous gallery empty save for a ladder. He climbed the ladder and found a magnifying glass hanging from a string. Through the magnifying glass, etched on the ceiling in fine print, was one word … Yes. I’ve always liked…

“You could furnish an entire studio apartment with all the stuff you’re throwing away,” Chris said. By the time we pulled away from 447 West 56th, the apartment he and I shared from ’95-’99, and that I stayed in solo until last week, the word was out. Transients from all corners of the Hell’s Kitchen…

Ten years in New York City, it was bound to happen. I woke up on the 3 train at 148th Street and Martin Luther King Boulevard. In Harlem. At midnight. ‘Hmmmm,’ I thought. ‘Where the fuck am I?’ Yeah, that was me: the really, really white dude with Poindexter glasses, a brown suede jacket and…