your humble editoress was going to see the vivian girls play some songs & stories down some stuffed & sweaty warehouse @ 285 kent ave - but she just ended up counting the many legs of her hipster aquaintance g. z. whom she got to now very closely over the course of the evening.
but when bun tried to call him up onna next day the operator just told her she could not find anybun going by the name of ground zero brooklyn - so that's why somebun felt a bit cheated...
yours, haselore kohl
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