Thursday, October 25, 2012

Dorothy, you ain’t in Kansas anymore

So I was walking home along Lincoln Avenue the other night and “sniff-sniff,” I could swear I was in the Fulton Fish market.


lol GTFO

Blood to their elbows and with Heineken in cans, two guys were gutting a cooler of fish right under the Lofts4Rent sign.

This morning all that was left was the litter of scales and the empty Heinekens.


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