Author: Dorothy
Of all the toys
Four Burritos
Your Brooklyn-Branded Brooklyn is Here
Everybody wears the cone. Sometimes.
That pizza-chicken-burger place is just a variety store now
Street Parking
Let’s Renovate the Kitchen
Tufted, Dear
Farm to Table to Folding Chair by the Litter Box
Who wants ice cold chicken
Microwaves Only
Walking through the parking lots of your mind
Instant karma is gonna punch a brick through your wall
Last Chance Dance
How did those bourgeoisie get so petite?
Seizure the Day
Kind of Blue
Let’s open an infinite number of windows in Chrome
Cheaper than the dollar store
