Rollin Grocer 19

Dampening Hudson’s ‘Food Desert’

Selha “Cece” Graham turns her head to the next person strolling up Warren Street as she stands in front of the Rolling Grocer 19 trailer near the now-vacant Hudson Police Station. “Mr. Hernandez!” she calls ebulliently to the elderly man with a boom box. “How are you doin today?” Graham seems to know every single…

Poor Man’s Cocaine

An extremely short conference table squats in the middle of a cavernous corporate board room. Three men in their early 30s, Carter, Binwald and Vince, enter, all wearing stylish suits with the collars open. They are all coked to SHIT. Vince: …so I says to the stripper, ‘you should be tippin me!’ The three men…

Laptop Lifted

  Full “Laptop Trilogy” with additions and alterations Oscar scanned the lines of foot-commuters, their pneumatic legs pistoning them up and down, driving them forward with whooshes and hisses of steam, their geared joints clicking and whirring like subway doors.  Dogs usually had some dog in them, but a purebred bionic Doberman Pincher slinked past…

Bruja the Witch—Pt. I

  Granada is uninhabitably hot during the dry season. The fact that 90,000 people inhabit the city nonetheless is confounding to me. They also do it while wearing shirts—I’ve recently noticed that the only dudes going around bare-chested are cheles. So, in another one of my weak attempts to not appear like a culturally-insensitive tourist,…