I was on Avenue B last night to see singer-songwriter Amy Rigby play at a bar down the street from my old apartment.
I walked by 13th Street and checked out the buzzer on my old building. My name was put up there in 1992. I sold in January 2001.
And my name is STILL there. Which is really funny. Don't these people have labels, even if they don't have screwdrivers to open up the casing?
2 comments:
maybe you still live there
Yeah... maybe you split into two beings in a quantum event when you left , and now there's a twin Marie who has been living the lower east side lifestyle for the last eight years...you should check in with her to see how she's doing. She's probably pissed that you got all the money from the apartment sale and turned her into a renter in her own place.
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