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alfred e. smith high school
from hip hop, dj kool herc posted in music by pete_nice
Original hip hop DJ Kool Herc attended the Alfred E. Smith Career and Technical Education High School in the Bronx. He got the name "Hercules" at the school because of his size and his stature, then changed it to "Kool Herc" when he was running with a graffiti crew called the Ex-Vandals.
In 1973, DJ Kool Herc threw the first hip hop dance party.
view full location details...clark’s ice cream & yogurt
from it follows posted in movies by ratsnamgod
Kalyn M. says:
"This is your neighborhood ice cream parlor. They have a great variety of flavors and they charge a good price fir the amount you get. Just a tip: a 'kiddie' size is enough for a grown man."
view full location details...the redford theatre
from it follows posted in movies by ratsnamgod
Watch a classic film, listen to a live organist, and maybe pass the time by discussing what people in the crowd you want to trade lives with.
view full location details...pelikan
from my struggle book 2 posted in literature by ratsnamgod
Oh, how nice it was here. The typical, pure beer hall style led my mind elsewhere, to more classical periods, not that the place came across as museum-like for that reason, there was nothing forced about the atmosphere, people came here to drink beer and chat, the way they had done ever since the 1930s. This was one of Stockholm's great virtues, that there were so many places from different epochs that were still in operation without their making a great song and dance about it.
- My Struggle Book 2, Karl Ove Knausgaard
view full location details...stadsbiblioteket
from my struggle book 2 posted in literature by ratsnamgod
Twelve times we sang hi to our friend before all the children had been named and we could move on. The next song was about parts of the body, which, of course, the children should touch when they were mentioned. Forehead, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, stomach, knee, foot. Then we were handed some rattle-like instruments that we were supposed to shake as we sang a new song. I wasn't embarrassed, it wasn't embarrassing sitting there, it was humiliating and degrading. Everything was gentle and friendly and nice, all the movements were tiny, and I sat huddled on a cushion droning along with the mothers and children, a song, to cap it all, led by a woman I would have liked to bed.
- My Struggle Book 2, Karl Ove Knausgaard
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