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At the time Eugene met him, he was planning Minetta Water on the shores of Gravesend Bay, which was the most ambitious of all his projects so far. He was being followed financially, by a certain number of Brooklyn politicians and financiers who had seen him succeed in small things, taking a profit of from […]

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Lee Sing and Miss Liberty Produce Patriotic Chop Suey Lee Wong Sing took a walk Sunday and, thanks to his own restless spirit, thanks to the Fourth of July, and thanks to the burning patriotism of the reporters at Brooklyn Police Headquarters, it landed him on the front pages today. Lee Wong Sing is 11 […]

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It’s been the same every August 22, or at least since then Brooklyn Borough President Sebastian Leone decreed it so in 1976: John Cazale Day! Less than two years later, the great actor was dead: the bone cancer. Director Sidney Lumet (b. 1924, and greatest maker of Brooklyn fims in the sound era*), the once […]

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I can feel the heat closing in, feel them out there making their moves, setting up their devil doll stool pigeons, crooning over my spoon and dropper I throw away at Washington Square Station, vault a turnstile and two flights down the iron stairs, catch an uptown A train… Young, good looking, crew cut Ivy […]

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by Anonymous*: Glug glug glug? Both Walter Benjamin and Hannah Arendt believed it so, yes, but throughout the 1960s and into the early ’70s, I was a HUGE Beach Boys fan, thus I vastly prefer “Chug-A-Lug” (Chug-A-Lug). To those who disagree another term at the Gravesend School of Doo-Wop might be in order. “Fuck that, […]

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Effie Richards, Effie Richards, do you remember me, And how I used to worship you at P.S. No 3? In the good old days of Childhood, full of happiness and mirth When I thought old-fashioned Brooklyn was the greatest town on earth. What soft brown eyes you had, my dear, what shy and birdlike ways […]

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Sam Phillips wasn’t looking for Elvis Presley when the young singer started visiting the Memphis Recording Service in 1953 but he was smart enough to keep his ears open and  by July of the following year— when Sun Records released “That’s All Right Mama”— the course of American history was set to change. I’m not […]

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Is Coney Island handball or hoops? Where does Coney fish, and where does it play tennis? How did that African market end up next to a Mexican grocery? What was BZA doing on the terrace in 1982? Wasn’t she scared? Why don’t we read about multi-ethnic Coney Island more often? The Russians and the Jamaicans? […]

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Comics, before they are permitted to pass into camp ground— I think to some extent of W.C. Fields and Lenny Bruce— must suffer a sea change. Despair is downgraded to aggravation, madness is misread as eccentricity; and when from the extremes of alienation they rage and rail at us we hear or choose to hear […]

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by Mrs. Manicotti (ASC). As a preview to the long awaited one-on-one with the Wild Tales From The Police Blotter author C.J. Sullivan, WWIB is proud to present a brief video of the great man reading one hot summer night down in Red Hook, Brooklyn. The camera person, who shall remain nameless, walked & was […]

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