

I quit my three-week-old job today, and the boss quickly called up the recruiter who placed me there and spewed lies about me. So I'm not in the best of moods, but walking in the rain helped a little:

Archaeological strata, Flatbush Avenue

Neighbors, surprisingly many blocks away from 666 Fulton

Prospect Heights
Yum.

Fort Greene
In the name of Jesus the mighty Lord, i command you the devil, the son of Hell, to leave Lord's peoople free.