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October 11, 1978 Journal Entry – East Village

October 11, 2023 – 7:14 pm

I woke early for a change. The clock said the time was 7:19. Alice is asleep after a long night at CBGBs. I nuzzled her neck. She mumbled, “Not now.” “I’m going out to eat.” My usual breakfast was a coffee and bagel at Veselka, but I dress thinking maybe someone from the scene was […]

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Lost And Found

September 12, 2023 – 1:57 pm

This afternoon I arrived at 387 in Clinton Hill and discovered my iPad was missing from my bag. I had had it at the Cafe Mogador in the East Village. Raoul and I had shared a coucous merguez. I hadn’t that Arab dish in ages. It was delicious as was the rest of our meal, […]

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Memory Loss

August 16, 2023 – 9:07 pm

Written Nov 4, 2010 The Catholic Church and other derivatives of the Judeo-Christian faith extol monogamy as the true state of man and woman, then explain sex with the mystery of the birds and bees. Actually I don’t ever recall getting that lecture from my parents, although the stork was mentioned whenever a new brother […]

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VOW OF SILENCE by Peter Nolan Smith

July 30, 2023 – 5:48 am

Almost everyone in the world has a phone. Cellular service instantly connects New York with Antarctica or Greenland. I call my son Fenway’s mom and Mam will pick up in Thailand. Every minute millions of cellular calls and SMS messages crisscross the globe searching billions of destinations. We are so close, yet so far away […]

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ONE RPM by Peter Nolan Smith

July 29, 2023 – 10:33 am

PUBLISHED IN ELK 2006 February’s blizzards buried New York City with two-foot drifts and people conversed about Global Warming as a distant threat in comparison to Iraq. America was gearing up to war and nothing could stop the process, because the President was acting like a pit bull too stubborn to spit out the bone […]

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