July 2003 Archives

Homeless Monologues

Hobo: Fuck God! I am God, and God is dead.

--Bedford Ave, Williamsburg


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Homeless Monologues II

Where: Bedford Ave., Yuppietown

Hobo: ...and the rest of you will be buried in cement!


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Homeless Monologues III

Where: 42nd at 5th Ave.

Hobo (to himself): Oh, so is that it? Every time you want to make me feel small, you throw Tiger Woods in my face?


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Homeless Simon Says

Where: 14th St. Between 1st and 2nd

Hobo: Everybody stand up. Stand up!


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Here's a confident artist

Young man in a cafe in Williamsburg: "So, what do you do?"
Older man: "I'm an artist--and one of my works is in the Whitney."

-- Grand Cafe, Williamsburg


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Encyclopedia Generica

Where: Diner in Williamsburg

Yuppie on Cell Phone: You should come down! He's giving a concert tonight at Luxx.


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I Only Date Action Figures

Where: Time Square Toys R Us

Cashier: May I have your phone number, starting with the area code, please?
Customer: You're not my type.


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The Overprocessed Cow Flesh, However, is Feminine Enough

Where: Wendy's, Caesar's Bay

Mom Customer: "Can you exchange this Kid's Meal toy for me? I need something for a girl to play with."


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An Argument Against Homosexuality

Guy: You are a compelling argument against homosexuality. You are a very pretty girl.

--72nd St Station


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...and all my personal calls are annoying

Who: Puerto Rican teenage girl
Where: East Village
What: "I can set whatever rings I want on this phone for whoever calls me. So all my business calls are Scooby-doo."


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Upper Body

One woman in her late 20's talking to another, in a Williamsburg cafe: "Her upper body's okay."


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Nice guys can relate

A hipster girl, walking down Bedford Ave in Williamsburg, talking on her cell phone:

"I didn't realize what a good boyfriend Matt was.... yeah... he's too nice, too together, too in touch with his emotions... his only problem is that he doesn't smoke pot."


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You bring it back to yourself

Hipster on cell: You asked me how I'm doing, and I tell you--and then you bring it back to yourself. You always do that.

--Verb, Williamsburg


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Change your Brain

Seen reading in the Starbucks in the Barnes & Noble on Union Square: a man in his mid-20s reading a book titled, Change your brain, Change your life


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