55th Street was so deemed a few minutes ago by Jenn, after she, Kate, and I saw a (live) rat and (dead) mouse in short succession, while on our way back from Hyde Park bar Jimmy's. I pointed out to Jenn that one of her roommates happens to be a rabbit, which makes three...
At Jimmy's, the couple next to us (two men, 85% sure it was romantic) were discussing sine and cosine, thoughtlessly leaving out tangent...
When exactly is Nite and Day, a 55th Street convenience store, Hyde Park's finest purveyor of girls' pantyhose, television monitors, discounted cigarettes, and, more importantly, diet Coke, actually open? It has to be like some two-hour window that most certainly does not fall within what counts as "Nite," at least not in this time zone...
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