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[labrujah]

Last weekend my friends Bazooka Joe, Pete, Becky and Menno came from exotic locales such as Las Vegas, Reno, Seattle and Amsterdam in order to tear shit up in NYC with me.

They DJed a night of garage rock in the tiki bar below Niagra (I know, I didn't know there was one either) and Jen and I giggled at boys dressed like Elvis enthusiastically bouncing up and down.

I happily let them decide where to go most of the weekend and ended up hanging around Mod places and rock and roll housewarmings that I would never have drifted into on my own.

More stories forthcoming but this is important: fucking keep your purse under your ass at the Odessa restaurant! Mine almost got dragged out of the place, looped around Sketchy Punk #12's ankle (totally on purpose). Lucky for me this lady selling bootleg CDs tapped me on the back...

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[venus-bacchus.livejournal.com]

i know of that bar under niagra i got high on a really bad substance there once. it was fun for me though.
oh dude that entire area is full of psuedo con artists everytime i walk by a squatter i make sure i still have my shoe laces on my feet.

[labrujah.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's bad news to be drunk and beat and surrounded by the down-and-out with few scruples.