Monday, June 24, 2002

So there is this place on 2nd ave called Lit. It seemed like a cool place. A place where you can hang out and be yourself even if you are a bit weird. You know, the tatoo/unnatural hair/piercing crowd. I've been there only once. Then the times does this writeup, and I think the next day the whole Long Island stuck-up rich crowd was there. What the hell is up with that? In 2 weeks the cool people won't be able to afford it and the Long Islanders for years will think that they are going to a cool place.

I hope it stays cool. This is one of those places where the position of the observer is significant.

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