Take me to the promised lands of ambient jazz and… weed clouds?
There were feathers in the air as far as four blocks from Union Square yesterday, a delicate indicator of the third annual all-city pillow battle royale. There was more floating down nearer to the action, and piles of the stuff around the feet of the combatants. Blinking constantly to keep safe from the pointy end […]
Bwog, which rejects value judgments of all kinds, was nevertheless amused to catch sight of a man selling water for $1 in Union Square. Wearing a Columbia T-shirt. Don’t say Columbia Career Services never gave you anything…
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