Remember when friends came in and said, “I just go mugged.” You asked where and they said, “On 11th Street.” Then you said, “Oh yeah, don't walk down that street.” Now walk past the luxury garage ...Christ, did that place change..., deli ...hasn't changed at all..., and Beaux Arts Public Bath House ...once a relief from the cold water flats, now a fuck-all studio space..., and Holy ice cream ...uhm..., to find yourself at an astounding Italian place ...around here?!?... called Spina.
