Browsing: New York Stories
“A three-hour tour.” The words rang in my head as I hopped aboard the surprisingly small sailboat in New York harbor. I was about to…
I looked down at the half eaten rice ball from the night before that was still sitting out in the empty pizza carton and nearly puked when I discovered that it was absolutely teeming with maggots and baby flies.
It was an overcast bastard of a Friday, with one of those sulking skies
The traffic on Third Avenue was congested, requiring me to run a tricky gauntlet to get to the other side