Lede Of The Week: The Lighter Side Of Philly’s Whole New Minority Report Thing
It’s 10:39 a.m. outside the Fresh Donut at Seventh Street and Girard Avenue in North Philadelphia, time for water ice and malt liquor.
Clients from the nearby methadone clinic hover in 90-degree heat. Some cool off with lemonade and return to work; others pop pills, sip Steel Reserve lager, and doze. A man with a Pepsi waves to a camera up on a lamppost, which silently records the scene.
Well, hello to you, too, Mr. Pepsi!
Inky: Peek-a-boo Cameras Doing A Great Job Of Making Bums Talk To The Sky
August 6th, 2007 at 9:51 am
Last summer, when I worked at Breakfast At Koko’s(now Tiffin Store), junkies were constatly stumbling in asking if we sold worder-ice and where they could get some. They would be fiending for that shit! Perhaps water-ice is the new methadone. I wonder if they’ll find their way to Rita’s when it opens.
August 6th, 2007 at 10:20 am
The breakfast hoagies at Fresh Donuts are sound, I used to sit with the dopers for the whole morning and eat one every Monday on my day off. Very neatly assembled, very square on wheat toast, with an egg that’s not too greasy. 2 bucks. Breakfast there is a nice prelude to getting a porno or knuckledusters at Young’s Gifts across the street, or of course these days going the wonderful Tequila Sunrise records. Love, Craig LeBan
August 6th, 2007 at 1:43 pm
Steel Reserve hurts.
p.s. Dew Inn forever.