Lonesome Thanksgiving
from: Our Year in Downtown Red Yesterday’s sunshine and spectacular seventy degrees are replaced...
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Posted by GK Stritch | Nov 27, 2014 | Memoirs, Fiction & Poetry
from: Our Year in Downtown Red Yesterday’s sunshine and spectacular seventy degrees are replaced...
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“Count Basie’s swing arrangements are not blaring, but they contain more drive, more power, and...
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There’s something about this second-floor Red Bank flat that hints of Melville, poor Bartleby...
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“I hitch-hiked to Asbury Park . . . when I got there, I was exhausted—” i Carousel gone “No plans,...
Read MorePosted by GK Stritch | Jun 4, 2014 | Memoirs, Fiction & Poetry
Hoboken apartment Paterson Lincoln Tunnel Paterson and the Passaic Holland Tunnel “ . . . I was...
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