In My Fine Establishment, Arrived a Constant
In a corner of Brooklyn Heights, stood the charming establishment of 45 Pineapple, which I’m the proud owner of. My establishment didn’t cater to travelers or tourists—Mayor Eric Adams had banned short accommodations for humans, animals, or plants in Brooklyn Heights. But there was one loophole, and that was exactly where I thrived. You see, my establishment housed only feelings. And let me tell you, it’s the weirdest business to run.
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These are the thoughts that dance through my sleepless nights
..And then slowly crawl all over my drowsy days
Age passing, and I wasn't a kid enough..Playfulness, crushed under experience
Being so young for so long..Youth’s anxiety outpacing age’s wisdom
Not going for what’s worth pursuing
Not being worth pursuing
Not allowing love to ameliorate the cruelty of my nature
Caring for people and things over which I have no control
Becoming estranged and distant
Suffocating from attention
Disappearing from this earth, childless
Leaving behind me an orphaned child
Being less than what the world deserves
Being more than what people can comprehend
These are the thoughts that dance through my sleepless nights
..And then slowly crawl all over my drowsy days
Age passing, and I wasn't a kid enough..Playfulness, crushed under experience
Being so young for so long..Youth’s anxiety outpacing age’s wisdom
Not going for what’s worth pursuing
Not being worth pursuing
Not allowing love to ameliorate the cruelty of my nature
Caring for people and things over which I have no control
Becoming estranged and distant
Suffocating from attention
Disappearing from this earth, childless
Leaving behind me an orphaned child
Being less than what the world deserves
Being more than what people can comprehend
In My Fine Establishment, Arrived a Constant
In a corner of Brooklyn Heights, stood the charming establishment of 45 Pineapple, which I’m the proud owner of. My establishment didn’t cater to travelers or tourists—Mayor Eric Adams had banned short accommodations for humans, animals, or plants in Brooklyn Heights. But there was one loophole, and that was exactly where I thrived. You see, my establishment housed only feelings. And let me tell you, it’s the weirdest business to run.
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May 15On this day ten years ago, I booked a one-way ticket and showed up in New York with rudimentary English, no plan, and not even ONE familiar per...
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Decades ago, some of us deemed religion and God outdated; for others, this shift happened centuries ago, while some are still navigating this transit...
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