It was New Year’s Eve and I had been invited to two different parties. One in Brooklyn and one in Harlem. One had a peer group of friends my age, the other would be filled with old timers. I’ve often yearned for peer groups, I don’t know if had anything to do with being an only child, or an immigrant, but it was a thing. So I decided to go to the party in Brooklyn and hang with folks my age.
Knowing Your Place
Knowing Your Place
Knowing Your Place
It was New Year’s Eve and I had been invited to two different parties. One in Brooklyn and one in Harlem. One had a peer group of friends my age, the other would be filled with old timers. I’ve often yearned for peer groups, I don’t know if had anything to do with being an only child, or an immigrant, but it was a thing. So I decided to go to the party in Brooklyn and hang with folks my age.