I first met Jack around 4 years ago. Through the following years, I saw him exactly at 4 in the evening. At 4, the days he was at his shop, which was almost every day, he closes his shop, hangs a "Be Right Back" sign, and steps out to get coffee at the coffee shop... Continue Reading →
Unnameable Books, Brooklyn
I live in Park Slope, and for a long time, I did not understand a strange pedestrian phenomenon that was observable outside my apartment. People walking down the street in one direction mostly scowl at me, and people walking from the other invariably wave and nod at me. I put this down to my unscientific... Continue Reading →
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