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10th September (Friday night, Greenwich Village)

“You know… I love American Apparel, … I love … shit” a girl – Asian or Cauk. –  is saying to her friend. A black dude beside the outdoor booksellers (if this was the Seine, they’d be beside it) near the 1$ a slice Pizza shop, was waiting for something to open up on:

Oh, you love shit? So, why don’t you try my shit?” And as the oblivious random-statement girls pass on, I still hear him rapping 10 yards behind: “hey Georgie, you hear that? ‘I love shit!’ They can try my mother-fucking shit! Dang!”

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David McBloglin

My name is David McLoghlin, I am the author of "Waiting for Saint Brendan and Other Poems" (Salmon Poetry, July 2012); I am an Irish poet, writer and literary translator, who currently lives in New York, and blogs about its vicissitudes, while not writing other things, like my 2nd collection. I moved to NYC in 2010 to study at NYU's MFA Program in Creative Writing, from which I graduated in 2012, two months before my book was published. Before moving to the US, I lived in Ireland, Spain, Belgium, France, the USA, and travelled in a variety of countries (including Morocco, Czechoslovakia (when it was that country), Paraguay, Uruguay, Argentina and Norway), whilst engaged in a number of pursuits. Newyorkperistalsis.wordpress.com came about as a catch-all for impressions related to moving to NYC alone: culture shock, in essence, and all her ugly sisters.

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