By The Native Meet Nostalgia, my long time friend. He finds me at the most inopportune moments, when all I want to do is move on with my life and finally be a grownup. But lo and behold, here…
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By The Native If Socrates were alive today, and lived in Washington Heights, you’d find him at the McDonald’s on Broadway and Dyckman. I found myself there this morning amongst a gathering of these older Dominican men, sipping on…