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Going to the Middle East for six weeks :o
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The Morgue Lives!
It is a cramped basement annex, stacked high with metal filing cabinets, full of three-fourths of a million pounds of old newspaper clippings and photos, going back 160 years.
It’s simply called “the morgue.”
To get here, a reporter must leave the shiny glass tower that is the 40th Street headquarters of the New York Times, walk a half-block down the street, and descend three levels below the sidewalk. There, in a nondescript tower, she will emerge from a dirty elevator, walk past a janitor’s closet, then past a giant, rusted pump contraption with running water, and finally reach a pair of metal doors. There are glue traps with belly-up cockroaches in the corner.
Yep, I’m reblogging Justin Bieber. Only because he is dapper…I mean, a tank featuring The Endless Summer (one of my all-time favorite films)? DOPE MCDOPE
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“Oh, I lie now and then. Sometimes I’d tell them the truth and they still wouldn’t believe me, so I prefer to lie.”
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