The last time I went to the Bowery...the fuzz took me away in a 1967 ford. That was in 1967. Now 45 years later ..I've learned my limit. The beer is still cold and the gals left me alone. Maybe I'm getting old but the Bowery is a good place to remember or to make new memories.
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