Staten Island

I went to Staten Island for the first time, in order to have lunch with some writer friends. We had a great time and talked for several hours, and then Dan offered to give me a lift to Brooklyn, since it would save me some time.

Or rather, it would have, if his car had not decided to die in front of the place he was dropping me off. Joy, his wife and their three year old were in the car with us. So we had to wait for two hours for AAA to show up. Ah, well. They were fun to talk to.

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1 thought on “Staten Island”

  1. Unless you have come back down to earth from selling your short story, you should have been able to just float home.
    -d-

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