Tuesday
Apr052011

Life under the Thunderbolt 
NY Post, 7/27/2013

Joan Finkelstein expected the nervous shakes. She had agreed to marry Edwin Howard just after meeting him in March 1952. By July of that year, she was headed to his aunt’s house in Coney Island to meet his family for the first time.

When she got there, she noticed it wasn’t she that had the shakes. It was the walls. She looked frantically around the house and, while the china hanging on the walls was rumbling, nothing was crashing to the ground and no one else was batting an eye. Either this is an earthquake, she thought, or I’m losing my mind.

Read the full story at NY Post. 

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Romancing the storm
NY Post, 11/7/2012

Emanuel Boseman was panicked. He was stranded in a tiny 50-square-foot second-floor storage unit in Coney Island as Sandy pushed ocean waters into the building, completely flooding the first floor. He stared at his cellphone, which was getting spotty service, and nervously debated dialing his ex-girlfriend Fernanda Meier. He didn’t know who else to call, but they hadn’t spoken in months. Would she even take his call?

Read the full story at NY Post.

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No charred bones or animal fat: The search for a vegan tattoo
The Atlantic, 11/13/2011

As I accidentally discovered online a few days later, getting a tattoo can be about as vegan as having a rib-eye sewn to your arm. The ink and processes at your average shop contain a veritable buffet of animal detritus: charred bones of dead animals in the ink, fat from once-living things in the glycerin that serves as a carrying agent, enzymes taken from caged sheep that go into making the care products.

Read the full story at The Atlantic.

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How to open a business in Brooklyn
Inc. Magazine, 6/28/2010 

For Alexis Miesen, Atlantic Avenue had all the makings of the quintessential Brooklyn thoroughfare that combines the charm of a small town with the pace of city life. With its colorful boutique storefronts, diverse dining options, smattering of coffee shops, and antique stores, she expected to see happy families strolling along the street sharing ice cream cones.

There was one problem: There was no ice cream anywhere around.

Read the full story at Inc. Magazine.

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How much can you make recycling cans and bottles?
Brokelyn,  11/2/2010

If you’ve ever spent your working hours navigating a gray cubicle maze or strangling yourself with clothing hangars at a retail job, just about anything seems like a valid career alternative. Even, we’ll admit to daydreaming, joining those guys who pick bottles and cans out of your apartment trash every morning. Fresh air! Exercise! The thrill of the hunt! Maybe it’s a little messy, but we had to look at dead bodies at our last newspaper job, and you can’t turn corpses into nickels. Walking to work one day, the two of us wondered whether those humble trash pickers are really laughing their way back to McMansions in Jersey. So we decided to find out for ourselves.

Read the full story at Brokelyn.

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The face of Hilton Head's homeless
The Island Packet, 12/30/2007

In this sunlit clearing at the end of a small trail beaten out of the underbrush by years of trespassers, deputies in November found the body of Hector Mejias Bueso face down, surrounded by a nest of beer bottles, food wrappers and other trash.
Under the top layer of his sleeping bag was his Spanish-language Bible. Other possessions that likely belonged to him were scattered nearby — a suitcase, its contents spilled across the forest floor, a pair of jeans and other loose clothing hanging from a branch, empty bug spray bottles, a small can of shaving cream.

Read the full story at The Island Packet.

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'Water is Wide' reveals how Daufuskie changed since Pat Conroy taught there
The Island Packet, 1/29/2006

Daufuskie Island has long been plotted on maps, but it's been only a little more than 30 years since the nation discovered the remote locale, dressed in the guise of Yamacraw Island in Pat Conroy's best-selling book "The Water Is Wide." The island was separated from the rest of the world by a river, an ocean, a race and a prevailing sense of apathy that made the shores of Bluffton as alien as the coast of Australia.'
Conroy's book, published in 1972, starts with him stepping off a boat into the sticky muck of lost time. That sense is embodied by his second day in the Daufuskie classroom, where children couldn't name the country they lived in, blanked on the name of the ocean that washed up on their beaches, and struggled with the sum of two plus two.'

Read the full story at The Island Packet.

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Ted Leo unveils benefit EP, finishing album
Billboard, 9/16/2008

After releasing a four-song political benefit EP yesterday (Sept. 15), Ted Leo & the Pharmacists are well underway on their next studio album, which could be out by spring.
The group has "almost a whole album written" and has already finished recording some songs, "some of which I'm happy with and some of which I think we'll probably want to rerecord," Leo tells Billboard.com. "We have a few more songs to write."

Read the full story at Billboard.

 

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What it's like to actually be from the Jersey Shore
Thought Catalog, 8/26/2011

You never say things like “down the shore” or actually call it the Jersey shore unless you’re in a moment of desperation and the list of clues you use to indicate your origin has struck out. You dig up what is probably your first memory and it’s an image of you and your dad clinging to burlap sacks throwing yourselves down a bumpy plastic slide with a thunderstorm brewing overhead and the ocean churning angrily under the Point Pleasant boardwalk.

Read the full story at Thought Catalog.

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