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Making An Entrance

Area on Hudson was one of New York’s most popular nightclubs in the 80s. Every night hundreds of people waited beyond the velvet ropes for entrance. Admission wasn’t a given. But in this photo the baldish man in the foreground was headed to the bar to order a cognac and coke. It was his drink. […]

Ila Jaheem Ma’ik

Ila jaheem ma’ik means ‘go to hell’ in Arabic, which is what Arabic men might feel about the recent surge in satanizing Islam. Firstly most Arabs are not terrorists. Secondly some Arab men drink beer. Lastly the majority of American men would rather stand and fight a thousand al-Qaada warriors than spend the night with […]

Passing Paper

Back in the late 80s my friend worked as a narcotic detective for the NYPD. The 27 year-old Brooklyn native belonged an elite squad trained to raid crack houses and dealers’ apartments in Red Hook, Brooklyn’s biggest housing project. His job was simple, but dangerous. Once their battering ram smashed down the reinforced door, Rocco […]

LA Without Cars

Only losers walk in LA. Pedestrians camouflage their carlessness by carrying keys in their hands to avoid questioning by the LAPD. No car means bad people to the cops of the Southland. Whitey Bulger, the Southie outlaw, didn’t have a car in Santa Monica. He was a bad man. A snitch too. I lived in […]

The Amnesia of You

“As you get old you forget. As you get older you are forgotten.” The other day a woman sent a query to my Facebook page. “Are you who I think you are?” Cheyne had worked at the Milk Bar as a waitress. Cute mulatto singer from London. 21. I remembered her well. I wrote back […]