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Cutting It Close
I have been shaving my head since I was a small child. A crew cut, as my father would call it, was aptly suited for the summer months in a hot city. New York City to be precise. I was obsessed with G. I. Joe and camouflage and so I liked buzzing off my hair…
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This Is My Chance To Tell You Everything
My obsession with Glassjaw is ongoing. It has not wavered, not even a little bit, not once since the year 2000. I am mildly embarrassed by it. No grown man should be this into anything. I love them. So much. I really do. It’s a one-sided love affair but I’m content with it. I accept…
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Skyline Terrace
In 1995 things were unstable in my household, and I was repeating the seventh grade, which means very little now but at the time was an issue, especially for some of my family members. if anything it was indicative of how much I applied myself to most things, outside of my friends and the park.…
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The Doors of Interpretation
I’m a fan of The Doors, maybe I can’t listen to any particular album front to back, as I don’t love every single song in their discography but I can string together a lengthy playlist of songs I love from them. I have been bringing a small speaker to work, where I can listen to…
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Family Road Trip ’23
I tidied up the apartment, completed some errands and ate a Benadryl to help me sleep. I don’t know about you but that particular over the counter allergy pill knocks me out and sleep doesn’t come easy for me. Last year I was so anxious to get going that I wasn’t able to rest before…
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Random Ish
We were talking shit in a group chat, usually the chat is primarily comprised of shit talking and meme sharing, but sometimes once in a while actual chatting happens. The topic of discussion was Ice Cube. For one reason or another. I wanted to reply to my friend Cevallos with a gif. I searched “Are…
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DeWitt Clinton
A Whitestone staple turned off the oven and closed its doors on June 25th. If you grew up in my corner of Queens you’ve probably dined at The Clinton. The restaurant opened in 1939 at 9-17 Clintonville Street and had been operated by three generations of the Babich family up until last week. My Nana…
SEAN GABLER
Middle Aged Curmudgeon. Gritty Minimalist Fiction. Self-Deprecating Non-Fiction.
SEAN GABLER 