01.10.02 :: 9:37 am

Philly Mike scared the bejesus out of me and My Boy this morning, on 42nd Street; he came up right besides us and screamed something and I was really startled out of my fucking pants because we were looking at a really peculiar and upsetting postcard on a rack.

It was the Statue of Liberty, with the words "New York Forever" or something, and, in the background, the World Trade Center enveloped in black smoke.

Not exactly something I'd send to Grandma.

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