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About New York City

I’m strollin’ – thinkin’ about Larry Gopnik. Poor schmuck – wife dumps him. Me? I’m happier – scopin’ tail. Found this chick once – total knockout. Red heels – clickin’ loud. Asked her – “How’s business?” She laughs – “Mister, it’s a mitzvah!” Straight outta the Coen flick – I swear. Cracked me up – sharp gal. But – damn – prices? Pissed me off. Fifty bucks – for what? Quick hustle – no soul. Greedy – like Sy Ableman stealin’ your life.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Man, every corner of this town buzzes with unexpected moments that make you laugh, feel a bit sentimental, or just think, "Wow, I'm actually livin' the dream." I get so hyped every time I ride my bike down Lakeshore Drive (typo? heck yes, I'm in a hurry sometimes) and pass by the vintage diner on Oak. That place has been in my head since I first met someone special there – any day you can spark love is a win, right?

Obituary for Evelyn "Evie" Frederickson