June 2010


Not bad as far as Last Suppers go.

Saying see ya to the harbor

Perfect bistro in Fort Greene, perched behind a subway stairwell on
Lafayette — so discreet that I don’t even know the name. I am loving
Brooklyn this weekend because I’m already looking at it through the
eyes of a visitor.

Sold half a dozen large items today. Saw some people I’ll miss.

Sun setting over my Brooklyn Era. Here for a few days to speed-divest
and bid adieu. Glimpses of sublimity, but otherwise like walking
around in a filthy nostalgaic postcard.

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