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OR, A MAN NEEDS HIS HAT for Susan Tyrell & Curtis Cokes Caz Dolowicz has been there, man. They say it dates back to Lene Lenape times before there was a Brooklyn & before Kings County too. No Fort Hamilton, no Floyd Bennett, no two-fare zones, no factories; there was a St. Finbar (Feastday September […]

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Transportation Editor Swan shoots… & scores!! Sorta. I don’t know where ya’ll were yesterday but I started the game out at Utica & Eastern Parkway, which was also a staging area for some of the West Indian Day Parade marchers who are also in law enforcement. Due to various unforeseen circumstances (including lost, broken & […]

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Berenice “The Abbott”/BZA breaks it down. All across the Brooklyn black belt (if you gotta ask… we can talk about it another time) the excitement is so thick in the air you can taste it. Tastes like jerk chicken? Often, yes, but not always. The Haitians have their goat, & once this clown over on […]

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… is she saying these things about WWIB? Angry M.F. Fisher investigates. Trini to the bone I’m not. As a food writer of mixed Scots, Basque & Latvian heritage, I love the whole of New York City’s West Indian diaspora equally but— following up a recent comment by reader Amy— today I’ll speak about kindness, […]

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Junius Van Sinderen cleans up the mess. Greetings, blog people. Due to circumstances beyond the control of mere Ombudsman & Mrs. Manicotti’s cats (Mango, Percy & Kingfish) alike, some nations were accidentally excluded from Brian Berger’s Mighty Sparrow Appreciation & West Indian Day Parade preview post yesterday. Foremost among these was Grenada, one-time vacation spot […]

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streets are watching. The Publisher peeks too. The signs— & the flags— are all around us. They come from Trinidad & Tobago, Jamaica, St. Lucia, St. Vincent & the Bahamas. In Haiti & Brooklyn too they speak Creole or French. On Franklin Avenue in Crown Heights where Panama still runs the game, it might be […]

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by guest correspondent, Mrs. Manicotti. It’s a tale of two cities—three really— told with allspice, curry & … airhorns. Airhorns? Honk! Honk! Honk! While nine out of ten WWIB correspondents were at 1) Rockaway Beach 2) a Mott Haven block party 3) reenacting the Peach War at Old Town Park on Staten Island, I, along […]

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Mrs. Manicotti (ASC) makes her funk B.T. funk. What’s up ya’ll? I grew up in Red Hook so when I heard Bob Dylan was playing Prospect Park the other night, I just laughed. Would he play the Red Hook crime saga, “Joey”? Would he play anything from Street Legal, the 1978 album dedicated to Brooklyn-native […]

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Everyone goes home barefoot; Swan explains: Alright, I can’t front: I erred, badly. But Berenice “The Abbott”/BZA is the photographer, I just tap this or that button & hope for the best. Sometimes it works & sometimes… ya’ll should make sure the camera is charged. So while I intended to offer ya’ll dozens of the […]

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Drunk on Albemarle. Drunk on Bond Street. Drunk on Cortelyou. Drunk in Ditmas Park. Drunk on Evergreen— Bushwick stand up! Drunk on Force Tube. Drunk in Gravesend. Drunk on Hinsdale. Drunk on India Street. Drunk on Jamaica Ave. Drunk in Kensington (they will get the services their property values demand). Drunk on Avenue L (the […]

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