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A Baggie of Ice and the Human Condition
A café is the ideal place to “write”—aka spy on people.
Watchlist, our anthology of surveillance-themed short stories, is out now. To mark the publication of the book, we asked a few of its contributors to perform their own real-life act of surveillance
Like most of the other three million four hundred sixty five thousand two hundred and forty two aspiring writers residing in Brooklyn, New York, I spend a lot of time in cafés. Yes, my apartment is too small and overpriced. The heater blasts excessively in the winter, and the old windows are too drafty in the summer. Squirrels or worse crawl their way into the gap between the ceiling and the roof, then attempt to tunnel into my room until I smack a broom into the ceiling. It’s not a great place to work.
Yes, I’m a dad, but probably a pretty cool dad. Did you know I play in a band? We have a concert next week at a pretty cool venue. Here’s a flyer. You should totally come out!
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