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REST STOP by P. Nolan Smith

October 22, 2014 – 8:10 pm

On Saturday I traveled north from New York on a Chinese bus. Greyhound really. They charge $25. 7am departure. I fell asleep on the Williamsburg Bridge and woke in the Storrs Hills on Connecticut The driver was pulling into Burger King. “Ten minutes.” I walked inside. Mickie D’s rival was offering a breakfast burrito. I […]

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THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN MAINE by Peter Nolan Smith on Kindle

July 6, 2014 – 7:02 pm

In the winter of 1991 a British friend and I drove north from a snowless New York to find winter. Our trip took us through New England to the end of US 1 at Fort Kent, Maine. The river was frozen solid and the snow was chest deep. I wanted to forge on to Canada, […]

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ROADS OF THE FLYOVER by Peter Nolan Smith [Kindle Edition]

May 28, 2014 – 8:08 am

In the Spring of 2009 a British filmmaker asked me to drive him around the Midwest. Brock Dundee was shooting a movie about a famous sculpter’s statues and the artist’s reaction to seeing them long after their completion. Barry didn’t have long to live. Brock and I were friends from the 90s. “I don’t drive […]

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East River Crossing

February 20, 2014 – 2:09 pm

I like the view from the Pulaski Bridge. No one could tell that the Newtown Creek was a major pollution site, especially with the sailboats tied up on the Queens side of that cursed inlet. I coasted down the bridge and bicycled to the ferry landing on the East River. The shore line was lipped […]

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NOT A CHANCE by Peter Nolan Smith

August 16, 2013 – 8:09 pm

In 1984 I flew home from Paris for Christmas in Boston. After the holiday I headed south to New York. The East Village to be exact. New snow prettified Tompkins Square Park. Tomorrow it would be cold dirty slush. I had $200. Florida was 1200 miles away. Hitchhiking to Miami Beach took as long as […]

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