Williamsburg detective Claudia Cardinale interrupts her reading of a Tao Lin novel to investigate a shocking story about her friend Rose’s favorite old Italian restaurant on Havemeyer Street. (PG-14)
I suppose that, in time, Ronna will find someone and we won’t make love anymore – and in a way, I want her to find someone, for she deserves happiness – but I can’t help feeling that there will always be something special between us.
Williamsburg detective Claudia Cardinale and her streetwise pal O.G. investigate the disappearance of the breakdancing Twinkletoes Twins. Was a Bitcoin conspiracy involved? (PG-14)
Southside Williamsburg landlord Mr. Ratmansky, beside himself with grief over the loss of his favorite hipster tenant, calls on ace detective Claudia Cardinale for help. (PG-14)
I felt a little strange waiting by myself in the clinic while Libby was seeing the doctor. One of the few guys there, a teenage boy, said to me, “Hey, man, you done knock up yo’ fox?”
One sunny morning in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, Claudia Cardinale finds a dead nun on Conselyea Street as she passes Mrs. Pizzarelli’s house.
She ended up with two hickeys, one from Kurt and one from Mr. Rapp, and felt very embarrassed by them. “But luckily,” Alice said, “Andreas doesn’t know what a hickey is.”
We shared a joint with some guy with granny glasses (who had bought the dope), two black girls and one pregnant blonde who was so enthusiastic that it was fun just watching her dig on the music.
By now the gay “sensibility” (if there is such an animal) is firmly entrenched in heterosexual culture. New York is a gay city, much the same way that it is (or was) a Jewish city.
There were celebrities all over the place: soap opera actors and the talk-show host Joe Franklin; Allen Funt of Candid Camera; Sherman Hemsley, the star of The Jeffersons; and James Day, president of NET.