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#CrashingTheBox (#WorldCup 2018 Edition) Sunnyside to Jackson Heights

“The more difficult the victory, the greater the happiness in winning.” – Pele, Brazilian Forward, 92 appearances for national team, 77 goals “Football, a game in which everyone gets hurt and every nation has its own style of play which seems unfair to foreigners.” – George Orwell, English novelists/essayist, ‘The Collected Essays, Journalism and Letters … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 13)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 13 (Shangri-La Pas plus) Chapter 13.1 (13.1) “Closer,” Marylou says as we turn down St. Mark’s Place. And I continue to follow her. “Closer,” she says again. “Closer.” Marylou stops and stares silently at the Holiday Cocktail Lounge awning. She enters quietly. And I continue to follow her. Chapter 13.2 … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 12)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 12 (Spinning the Cube) Chapter 12.1 (12.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes as Marylou continues to search for her dimly remembered bar somewhere downtown.) Marylou and I get off the train at the Union Square station. We head up the steps and into the sunlight. Marylou reaches her arms … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 11)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 11 (Drinking with Mementos and Mermaids) Chapter 11.1 (11.1) “I’ve never been scuba diving,” Marylou says. “But I drank with a mermaid one time.” Chapter 11.2 (11.2) “You drank with a mermaid one time?” I ask. “Yes,” Marylou says with a mischievous grin. “What was her name?” I ask. “I … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 10)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 10 (One Dove Into the Cuckoo’s Nest) Chapter 10.1 (10.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes on the downtown train, Marylou still searching for her dimly remembered bar.) “Have you ever been scuba diving?” I ask Marylou. She laughs. “No. I can barely manage a dogpaddle.” “You can get nitrogen … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 9)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 9 (Candle in the Wind at Vega Alta) Chapter 9.1 (9.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes as they wander the streets of the Bronx searching for Marylou’s dimly remembered bar.) Marylou crosses 161st Street. And I continue to follow. She’s watching the sidewalk like a tracker. She’s eyeing cracks … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 8)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 8 (#Yankee Tavern on the “Green”) Chapter 8.1 (8.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes as they wander the streets of the Bronx searching for Marylou’s dimly remembered bar.) I follow Marylou as she leads us back down River Avenue to 161st Street. She spreads her arms wide as if … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 7)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 7 (Glacken’s Spiel) Chapter 7.1 (7.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes as they wander the streets of the Bronx searching for Marylou’s dimly remembered bar.) Marylou’s invisible divining rod leads us from River Avenue down 149th Street. “I feel it,” she says again and again. “Come to me. Come … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 6)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 6 – Small #Vices and #Victories Chapter 6.1 (6.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes as they wander the streets of the Bronx searching for Marylou’s dimly remembered bar.) “Do you know where we’re going, Marylou?” I ask as we shuffle down 161st Street away from Yankee Stadium. “We’re getting … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 5)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 5 (Once More Unto the #Bronx Dear Friends) Chapter 5.1 (5.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes as they head out of Manhattan to the Bronx searching for Marylou’s dimly remembered bar.) The train darts from the tunnel onto the elevated track as mid-day sun pours through our subway car … Continue reading