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In order to figure out what we should put in this issue we went to the poorest parts of Brooklyn and East London and asked the people we met what they’d like to see. Most just walked away when we asked to take a Polaroid but about a quarter of the people we talked to were willing to recommend a feature. After editing out the two dozen or so respondents who said “50 Cent” (whom we did a million years ago) we got a table of contents for the issue. It starts here:
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Pedal pushers, bobby socks, and those fold-up bikes you can fit in your hallway are fucking lame until some ex-architect with a penchant for violence gives so little of a shit what I think I have to rethink the whole thing.
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It sucks when girls call their roommates when you’re on a date because you know they’re getting advice on how to proceed. This is especially bad when she lives with seven really old guys and they’re all midgets.
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