Just before I left on my most recent international adventure my parents came to Brooklyn for dinner. Upon entering my apartment, they thrust a Xeroxed, stapled sheaf of paper in my face.
“Just sign this,” said my dad.
He had put a little “sign here,” Post-It flag on the last page. My dad is an [...]

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I have a really stupid question. Maybe it is so stupid I shouldn’t even ask it. My stupid question is about the evil people, the really bad ones, the ones who are fucking everything up. The oil people and the defense people. My question is: Why can’t they just find a new [...]

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With nothing better to do tonight, I went out for a walk and ended up, as Baudelaire says, taking a bath in the multitude. Modest Mouse was playing in McCarren Park Pool, an event of epic proportions of importance in the hipster universe in which I both fortunately and unfortunately reside.
I circled the track [...]

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