The Power Broker is a must-read. There is simply no other way to get the information out of that book.
The Power Broker is a must-read. There is simply no other way to get the information out of that book.
I remember the old Brooklyn. The real Brooklyn. When it was all stoops. Nothing but stoops, with no buildings attached. Back then, I was a stoop.
When I was six and we were on our way to temple, I asked Dad if God was real. He said: “I don’t know.” He didn’t know! That really impacted me. A few years later, I met a guy who did know that God was real, and I joined his cult.
My friend climbed into the tiger enclosure to impress a woman. Tragically, she was not impressed.
A joke isn’t funny if you have to explain it, so I never explained why I burned down Todd’s house.