Tag: NYC
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4/13/24
First post of the year, huh. I have been a little ghost lately, my bad, but I’ve been focusing all of my writing time to my fourth novel, Goodnight Nobody, and I have completed two full revisions. I have sealed the envelopes and am now ready to ship to five pairs of sharp eyes who…
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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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6/18/23
Happy Father’s Day, y’all. Gunnar eagerly woke me up this morning with three cards in his hands. One was solely from him, one was from my family collectively, and the final was from my wife. I don’t need anything. Not really. I mean, there is always something that you could use or might be cool…
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6/2/23
Hey. It’s raining in Queens and already much too hot for me. I have a few posts in the works but you may or may not notice a little slow down in content. I am working on novel no. 4, and my writing time, my free time overall really, is limited. I’m making this manuscript…
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Kerhonkson
My family and I travel to upstate New York fairly often throughout the year to visit relatives in Sullivan County. The traffic leaving or entering the city is generally the worst part of the trip. The GW bridge is horrendous and patches of roadwork along the way sucks but it’s beyond my control. I enjoy…
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I, Myself, Am Strange And Unusual
I remember the day I found you. I couldn’t forget that day if I wanted to. You always seem to float into my thoughts as if you’re standing right behind me whispering in my ear. It took me an entire week of exploration to stumble upon you. I rode along that street, a street I couldn’t fathom how it was…
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Corned Beef and Cabbage
Happy St. Patrick’s Day. It’s a big deal for me. It’s always been that way. A combined celebration, one of ancestry and heritage directly followed by my birthday. A one-two punch. I was almost named Patrick. I like Sean better. I used to go on a proper tear, I might have a touch but it’s…
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Bowery Drift
Trator always drove. It was never a question. I’m not condoning driving under the influence or even advising it, but merely stating how things were then. He loved a combustion engine. Fast cars, faster bikes. Regardless of the level of inebriation, which we just chalked it up as being fun, 98 percent of the time…
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Asian Gang Exorcism
I clearly remember walking into a kitchen in one of the nicer places I’ve resided in my life and seeing my father shirtless and drinking concurrent cups of black coffee while watching a movie on a 12 inch television with rabbit ear antennas. That was his thing. Television and black coffee. I was little, and…
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Accidental Hate Crime
The team waited at The Red Lion on Bleecker Street. We quenched our thirst waiting on RAMS and Lisa to arrive with OG Larry, a friend of a friend from Finglas. We had a little network of pals, some we had never met in person, but spoke to regularly in group chats, and all through…
SEAN GABLER 