Back in Brooklyn. Back in the town where my kids were born. Back in the day where my dad was born. Where The Ramones were born. Where The Beasties were born. I'm back in Brooklyn. Back in Red Hook. Back in Carroll Gardens. Back in Gowanus. Back in Park Slope. Back in Brooklyn. Back in Manhattan. Back with friends. Back where Dorothy Parker lived. And Andy Warhol. And John Lennon. And where you see David Byrne riding his bike down the Westside Highway. Anything is possibly here. Back in New York. Back on the streets. Back in Brooklyn. Back in the BK. Back at Brooklyn Bowl. Back at Prospect Park. Back at Carroll Park. Back in Soho. Back in the East Village. Back in the day where Dylan came to live and change the world. Back in New York. And even though the sun hasn't come out yet this year in Brooklyn, I expect good things.
DZ
DZ
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