Thanks to the ever indiscreet Pete you know now that I am in NY or better in the city.
Every NYer has stories. You have to have at least one about rats, cabs, roaches, stepping into puddles and many other issues, to be considered a local.
From now on I intend to share a few of mine on diablog, unless you tell me not to.
First, let me take you back almost 10 years. Continue reading “New York Stories”