Sy Foreman sat on a round, unpadded cushion at the Borough Diner. “I can’t believe…
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“There’s a gun pointed at your crotch. Unless you want to take your next piss…
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The message was on a continuous loop, repeated every 15 minutes. Something about never leaving…
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30 MINUTE PARKING STRICTLY ENFORCED – 24 HOURS VIOLATORS WILL BE TOWED I’d be…
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“Nicky, stop it. I’m not your kid sister any more. I know you love me…
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Ralph got a kick out of the costumes and revelers celebrating the Chinese New Year.…
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Scott Edwards sopped the remaining yolk with whole-wheat toast and peered at the early edition…
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Two cops go into a liquor store. No joke. A punk named Freeman checked his…
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I watched… my father mount the Purple Heart awarded him on our den wall. dad…
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Dan Byrne received the news during a poker game at The Round-Up. He turned his…
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Before he was Hank Sr., he was a sandlot sensation at third base. Scouts for…
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Daisy Bateman, her face half covered with a scarf, entered Parker’s General Store. She purposefully…
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