Monday, August 03, 2009

The Lights Are Going Off On Greenwich Avenue...

Well, perhaps not all of them, but those pretty neon lights at the massage parlor above Greenwich Avenue are now history. Yes, dear reader, the Avenue today is a drearier place than it was only last week.

How can this have happened? Is it possible that someone at Town Hall read your scribe's posts and sent out the Tackiness Troopers to pull the plug? Well, it is a matter of verifiable fact that your scribe's first post on the matter broke all previous records for "hits" on Greenwich Gossip - even the "Randy Reverend", Tom Tewell, ran a poor second to the massage parlor's neon lights.

Your scribe was chatting with a friend on the Avenue a few minutes ago; we were bemoaning the current state of Greenwich Avenue. "My son grew up here," she said, "and when he came back recently he said it looked like Dresden after the war." We both agreed that the Avenue has never looked so down-at-heel since time immemorial, since when the memory of man runneth not to the contrary.

And now the one splash of color in our Town's increasingly drab and dreary main thoroughfare is gone. Your scribe blames only himself for the loss. He foolishly forgot the power of the blogosphere, and that there are people out there who actually read his deathless prose and take it to heart. Who'd'a thunk it?


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