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Posts Tagged: sunday

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-an old man hauling a dirty rolled up carpet into Freddie & Pepper’s Pizza, looking at the staff then leaving after the cashier says “No thank you.” waving him away. When I give the cashier an inquisitive look he tells me, “He does that every Sunday, I always just say Noo noo!”
-the neighborhood crazy homeless man shouting “Everyone looooves a faggot!!” as a yellow truck blasting techno music drives down Broadway.
-a winding, never-ending line of people in workout clothes at the Trader Joes checkout
-a slow-moving line of elderly Jewish people pushing their grocery carts at the Fairway checkout
-a stupid long line of good-looking couples at Levain Bakery, still.

Can’t stop cooking! Homemade egg salad, shrimp fajitas, creamed spinach and broccoli, and more cinnamon rolls. Mmm #fatty #sunday

Can’t stop cooking! Homemade egg salad, shrimp fajitas, creamed spinach and broccoli, and more cinnamon rolls. Mmm #fatty #sunday

More home cooking and daydreaming of far away cities.

More home cooking and daydreaming of far away cities.

Only good can come from this #pizzadip #sunday

Only good can come from this #pizzadip #sunday