New York Shitty Day Ender: Flags
This item (which hails from Union Avenue) goes out to my buddy (and member of Community Board 1) Esteban Duran, who I had the pleasure of bumping into on North 6 Street yesterday afternoon. Being a good hostess (though the area in question is cross-jurisdictional; he being a South-sider and me being a Greenpointer), I made sure to provide ample entertainment. CASE IN POINT: the following exchange between yours truly and a 4-5 year girl. Child, pointing:
Mommy, why does that lady’s hair look like that?
Me (smiling to child, much to her mother’s embarrassment):
I pay a lot of money to have hair that looks like this.
Nice seeing you, Esteban. And if you ever find yourself in need of some very nice punchy red or bleach blond highlights just say the word and I’ll hook you up!
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part II: La Cueva Clasica Antillana
Chris Arnade (who took the above photograph) writes:
This nightclub from the outside does not look like much, but inside at 3 am it was hopping with dancing and great music (Merengue and salsa mostly) being spun by Eddie
The club has been a fixture in the neighborhood for forty years, and despite the invasion of hipsters, my guess is not a single one has been inside.
Miss Heather
























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