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Back In the New York Groove, or Something Like That

One Dead Fish

I got home from California just before midnight after waiting in line for a Taxi at Laguardia airport for – I wish I was making this up – an hour and 20 minutes, only to find / smell not one but two dead fish in the tank, due to overfeeding by their caretaker. It’s nice to know I was missed.