Oh Thank God. The East Village was suffering from a shortage of drunken idiots, but these two and a thousand others are rushing in to fill the gap.
Is it wrong to long for the good old days when a junkie would have stabbed them for a fix?
Life as a location scout. Some days you're received like Ed McMahon, other days you're Willy Loman.
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