Damn You, Mikey
So yeah. I’ve been reporter/witness to two fires in the city today. One as I left a newspaper job at Union Square. Burning building, 10 trucks, large men in black-and-yellow uniforms on ladders high up. The other fire, now, near my other newspaper job. Here’s the view from the "terrace" [read: frighteningly high out-jutting platform surrounded by skinny metal bars]:
Which brings us to the Morbidity Count as of Today, since the past almost-three weeks:
2 fires
+
1 staffer car accident
2 staffer relatives/significant others dead
2 staffer relatives/significant others dying
=
What the fuck?
No, but what the fuck?
2 Comments:
You said all there is to say.
"What the fuck?"
I'm sorry about your co-workers.
thanks, sq.
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