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| Originally Published In Vol. 1 Brooklyn
Sunday Stories: “The Last Soup of Allen Ginsberg”
My sister and I have always loved the Jews. That’s why when she got sick, I knew I had to steal Allen Ginsberg’s soup for her. I wouldn’t have had to steal anything if Isaac had stuck around. My sister met him on J Date last year, and he more than lived up to his […]
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