Excerpt from another entry
I was just looking through my old entries, reminiscing, and saw this anecdote from an earlier entry that I thought was worth re-posting:
the most fun i had the whole night though was on the bus home. and that's definitely abnormal, as bus rides, even here in brooklyn, are not exactly party central. i met my second gay guy of the night. he looked sort of like rudy giuliani's gay, community college grad nephew, if that makes sense. he started talking to me out of nowhere about how much "the neighborhood" had changed (i.e. went from italian to black) since "the old days." he was funny, he just kept reciting his different relations to various mafiosi: "sammy red handed me fifty dollar bills when i was a kid in the 70s. i didn't know what it meant, i didn't know who he was. now everything's changed. over here [pointing out window], fat tony used to work out of here. everything down to van siclin was his territory. now try walking down van siclin without getting killed. no one has any respect anymore. this kid tells me he's a 'gangsta.' i wanna say, you don't know what that is, you punk. back then we had respect. now everyone's away. because of this prick giuliani. the prick, he had his own cousin killed. you didn't know that, did you? his cousin was sammy the blonde, a hitman. had him killed, his own cousin. he's fucking sick. they're all away, or dead. i knew them all. they handed me twenty dollar bills, fifty dollar bills in the belcrest lounge. my dad was a bouncer for the belcrest lounge in the 70s, now it's all burned down. my ex-boyfriend's grandfather was sammy the plumber. sam devalcante, over in new jersey. he's dead too now. they're all gone."
the most fun i had the whole night though was on the bus home. and that's definitely abnormal, as bus rides, even here in brooklyn, are not exactly party central. i met my second gay guy of the night. he looked sort of like rudy giuliani's gay, community college grad nephew, if that makes sense. he started talking to me out of nowhere about how much "the neighborhood" had changed (i.e. went from italian to black) since "the old days." he was funny, he just kept reciting his different relations to various mafiosi: "sammy red handed me fifty dollar bills when i was a kid in the 70s. i didn't know what it meant, i didn't know who he was. now everything's changed. over here [pointing out window], fat tony used to work out of here. everything down to van siclin was his territory. now try walking down van siclin without getting killed. no one has any respect anymore. this kid tells me he's a 'gangsta.' i wanna say, you don't know what that is, you punk. back then we had respect. now everyone's away. because of this prick giuliani. the prick, he had his own cousin killed. you didn't know that, did you? his cousin was sammy the blonde, a hitman. had him killed, his own cousin. he's fucking sick. they're all away, or dead. i knew them all. they handed me twenty dollar bills, fifty dollar bills in the belcrest lounge. my dad was a bouncer for the belcrest lounge in the 70s, now it's all burned down. my ex-boyfriend's grandfather was sammy the plumber. sam devalcante, over in new jersey. he's dead too now. they're all gone."