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Wednesday
Feb022011

Who Gives A Shit: How To Buy An Apt in Park Slope?

After five years of renting in Park Slope, I'm finally ready to make the shift to adulthood. That's right folks: I'm going to buy an apartment. I've saved a bunch of money, got my financials in order, and began the process to take out a giant loan that I'll be paying off for the next 30 years of my life. The only thing left is to find the damn place.  

That's the problem. 

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Wednesday
Feb022011

FYI, Dog Pee Kills Plants

Oh for Chrissakes. Srsly, Park Slope??

Tuesday
Feb012011

Curb Alert: Used Toilet on 8th Ave

Yes, this gently used toilet can be yours for the asking. Just mosey on down (mind the black ice and two weeks worth of garbage) to 8th Avenue bw Garfield and First. First come, first served.

And, if you commuters find yourselves in a pinch on the long walk home, feel free to avail yourself.

This fucking toilet may be here 'til spring if recent garbage pick up trends are any indication!

Tuesday
Feb012011

PARK SLOPE PPL: Anne

Everyone: meet your neighbors. Park Slope Lens aims to photograph and document every last mofo in Park Slope. Or at least all the interesting ones.

Meet Anne. She's a high school writing teacher and has lived in the Slope for the past 6 years. On any given evening her and her friends love to get their curry on at Song. "It's cheap and good." For groceries Anne is a Park Slope Food Co-op girl, "although their variety is a little lacking."

Tuesday
Feb012011

[NEW IN PARK SLOPE] Choose Your Own Adventure

image via Park Slope Lens

I am very much in love with Park Slope so far. It's actually kind of disgusting. I sit around Tea Lounge like a hippie, I smile at babies, I pet dogs and make kissing noises at them. I Make eye contact and speak to people on the street, I trust T.D Bank with my money, and most of all I wake up every morning smiling until the R train hits Canal street. The truth is, I am young, carefree and not yet jaded. I have no direction here-- the wind could blow me all sorts of ways.

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