This either belongs to a Young Adult author whose work combines ghost stories with military technothrillers or a rich, Mediterranean manchild whose DNA combines four or five Y chromosomes with the gene for being really stupid.Comments/Enlarge |
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We love these East Village tweakers who broadcast public-access TV shows from their mother’s living room in Alphabet City. They are the real New York, and the neighborhood would suck without them. Never go away, Crimson Bernie!Comments/Enlarge |
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Back in the 70s the future was all molded plastic and skin-tight jumpsuits and dystopias based on having too much sex. The next couple decades are a little hazy, but judging from the way it turned out they involved the back of a paneled van and roughly 2- to 3,000 canisters of nitrous.
