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A Pinup In Brooklyn

When the alarm sounded at 5:30am, not even the birds were awake.  "Too early..." I thought, fighting the urge to roll back into the mountain of pillows, blankets, and one gently snoring girlfriend that beckoned me back to the comfort of my bed.  But no. Too early or not, NJ transit waits for no one,… Continue reading A Pinup In Brooklyn

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