The drive home from NYC is always long. Just getting out of the city can seem impossible. We didn’t leave from Times Square, we ran two errands first. We grabbed comic books in the East Village, and Phyllis Diller’s hat in Brooklyn (no, I’m not going to explain that further right now.)
My father grew up in NYC, and whenever we’d see his family the first…
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