Leo

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Yeah the other day I was looking up Long Island cos i was watching a documentary set there and I wanted to get a bit of a handle on the geography and stuff, and I got the impression that, similarly to what you're saying here, when people say "Long Island" they are not really meaning the whole island but tend to be referring to parts of it which don't fall under other names and haven't been claimed by other places. Is that correct?

Yeah, Long Island is an area, not a town in itself. It's made up of cities, towns and villages.

when you cross the east river from Manhattan, you land in two NYC boroughs: Queens and Brooklyn. as you continue east, you leave those boroughs and hit towns in Nassua and the Suffolk counties in New York State, which make up Long Island. The furthest eastern portions of Long Island is the area known as the Hamptons, made up of towns where rich NYC folks have summer houses.
 

Leo

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Yeah among people I know I see $1800-2500 typically for 1Br in BK, but that's only after COVID dropped prices 20%. Nicer areas like around Prospect Park, Williamsburg, Greenpoint, Carroll Gardens gotta be a chunk higher.

Got a 1BR on the very outskirts of Brooklyn, right on the boundary of East New York, in 2019... think we paid $2100 and considered it quite a steal.

haven't been to the area in ages but East New York used to be a really rough area. I went to college with a girl from there and she told stories of girl gangs who used to beat her up and steal her money fairly regularly.
 

luka

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The track bouncy, no-body, get more rowdy
Than Suffolk County, peace to Crackhead Crowley
Honky Thomas, Keb McGlocklin the whole crew
Cab Morada, what you gon' do we roll through
Fuck that, Big Dirt, the midget face drop 'em
Bring 'em to the Port Jeff house stayed on top 'em
Nobody move this, I don't give a fuck, we untouched
Strictly lust for papers and live life to bust nuts
 

luka

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You look into my future, I'ma probably die for it
We proud to be the lowest, low life losers
We flip your car over like Long Island steroid abusers
When they 'roid ragin', white boy caning
Let me do some explain, misbehaving
Rugged Man, hairy fat slob, unshaven
The Ten Commandments, we constantly disobeyin'
 

version

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It isn't one of mine. They're never that crass. The only ones I've done on this thread are 'Brooklyn Bestiary' and 'Demonology'.
 

IdleRich

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Yeah, Long Island is an area, not a town in itself. It's made up of cities, towns and villages.

when you cross the east river from Manhattan, you land in two NYC boroughs: Queens and Brooklyn. as you continue east, you leave those boroughs and hit towns in Nassua and the Suffolk counties in New York State, which make up Long Island. The furthest eastern portions of Long Island is the area known as the Hamptons, made up of towns where rich NYC folks have summer houses.
Got a friend who is half American and her family have a place in the Hamptons which she goes to visit every now and again. I believe that her sister is a permanent resident and at one point was the mayor of one of the local towns until being ousted - possibly, they seem to imply, by some kind of nerfarious backroom deals involving sinister dark money.
Her family ARE wealthy I suppose, she has a couple of huge and spectacular flats in central Lisbon and one of them.... well, perhaps I mentioned this before, but one time Luka as bullying me and he said this (of me of course - though, to be clear, I never have and never would invite that kind of riff raff into any of my mansions)

I went to his apartment once and, I'll always remember this, he had two fridges. One filled with the usual gear, milk, jam, some decaying veg at the bottom, bacon, tropicana... The other fridge was 'the champagne fridge' full size fridge and nothing in it but champagne. Eye opener that one... how the other half live...

Which I thought was unrealistic... I mean, no-one has that, right? But then I went round to the flat that my friend had just moved into and, indeed she had two fridges next to each other, pretty much precisely as described, although in the interests of accuracy I should point out that the champagne one did also have some expensive white wines in it which were not champagne.
I took my cue from Luka and have bullied her mercilessly about it ever since, obviously he is good at identifying weaknesses into which a stiletto thin weapon can be inserted and then manoeuvred repeatedly over a long period of time until the tiny crack becomes an incredibly painful, huge raw gaping wound which drips blood and which then of course attracts secondary bullying from hangers on and such, you know that kind of person who sort of waits to see which way the wind is blowing and then when they have identified today's victim and they are certain that there is not enough fight left in them to strike back and injure them at all, they pile on... awful to see really.
Problem is it has worked too well in way and sometimes it sort of affects me. A load of us went back to her place one time and, out of all of us, I know her best, she is really my friend (as you tell from the behaviour outlined above) and they had not been to her house before - so one of them said something like "Where are the glasses" and I naturally replied by correctly describing their location "... next to the wine fridge" and our host heard those words coming out of my mouth and attacked me instantly. So thanks to Luka I can no longer say "wine fridge" in her presence, even if I vitally need to say that phrase.
 
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suspended

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Maurice Sendak:
I want to read you a favorite Herman Melville quote. It comes from a letter he wrote on March 3, 1849, just a year before he threw all caution to the wind and went chasing after his whale. It was the beginning of the end of his commercial career. It was also the beginning of the full blossoming of his genius and the beginning, too, of his terrible fall from grace. This letter is addressed to a literary friend in New York City, the editor of a popular newspaper, named Evert Duyckinck. Herman had few friends; he should have had still fewer. Never befriend a New York editor! In defense of Ralph Waldo Emerson, Herman Melville says: “Now, there is a something about every man elevated above mediocrity, which is, for the most part, instinctively perceptible. This I see in Mr. Emerson. And, frankly, for the sake of argument, let us call him a fool; then had I rather be a fool than a wise man. —I love all men who dive. Any fish can swim near the surface, but it takes a great whale to go downstairs five miles or more; and if he don’t attain the bottom, why, all the lead in Galena can’t fashion the plummet that will. I’m not talking of Mr. Emerson now —but of the whole corps of thought-divers, that have been diving and coming up again with bloodshot eyes since the world began.”

In the 50s and 60s... We were a school of happy baby whales swimming upstream, with some few of us taking time out for an experimental dive now and then—which was astonishing enough for this Brooklyn boy. When you come from Brooklyn, you quickly learn not to leap, jump, or make even the slightest commotion. One cowers modestly. And it is true, for a long time as a young artist, I did cower, perhaps too modestly.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
When I forget where I parked my fixie

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suspended

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Tone is pretty gross. Glad that this thread is more sophisticated/less interesting in making rape jokes than ahem, "lolcow.farm"

Learned a new term from Urban Dictionary:
> A pick me is a woman that is willing to do anything for male approval. She will embarrass or throw other women under the bus to achieve this goal. The unfortunate thing about a pick me is usually the men they are trying to seek approval from are of poor quality and treat women badly, leaving little real benefit for the pick me.
 
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