tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post3721329976105367021..comments2023-08-14T11:44:27.299-04:00Comments on Jeremiah's<br> Vanishing New York: *Everyday ChatterJeremiah Mosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11791516443125872364noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-70970225132253656152011-02-01T08:15:26.728-05:002011-02-01T08:15:26.728-05:00i like the mystery of that neon. but it's just...i like the mystery of that neon. but it's just a Chinese massage place.Jeremiah Mosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11791516443125872364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-52600699413930187762011-01-31T17:57:18.874-05:002011-01-31T17:57:18.874-05:00I need to know.
What's the neon picture of? A...I need to know.<br /><br />What's the neon picture of? A massage parlor or a gay nightclub? (:Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-33098803653836212072011-01-30T13:45:32.507-05:002011-01-30T13:45:32.507-05:00I love your blog. I love New York, especially lowe...I love your blog. I love New York, especially lower east side, east village and brooklin. I'm not an hipster, I'm italian, passionate about what came out from your city in terms of music, literature, architecture, culture in general.. but please don'ask what's wrong about mafia t-shirts, come to live a while in Italy, and then you'll understand...Carlo Bnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-53570206994177534192011-01-28T18:11:45.475-05:002011-01-28T18:11:45.475-05:00"No Dunk the Clown"? GOOD.
Any warm-and-..."No Dunk the Clown"? GOOD.<br />Any warm-and-fuzzy feelings of nostalgia evaporated when, at the summer street fair that went on on Ditmars bvd. in Astoria, the Dunk the Clown folks set up right outside our apartment -- and we were subjected to his loud, incessant, often racist "jokes" and horrible high-pitched laughter from 3PM to midnight on a weekend. It was almost torture.Erikahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13227695659650434117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-14342427518131412232011-01-28T17:24:27.390-05:002011-01-28T17:24:27.390-05:00I used to live in the building about 50 feet away ...I used to live in the building about 50 feet away from dunk the clown. One year I got outta town for the entire festival duration. One year it was so horrible I wanted to murder the guy with the dunk the clown booth. I actually moved away from there because of the dunk the clown nightmares. Not kidding. If you haven't lived on Mulberry Street, well, you really have no idea how ridiculously awful this festival has become. And I say that as a long-time New Yorker. This isn't the San Gennaro festival of my youth—it's become a Street Fair tube sock and funnel cake extravaganza.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com