
“Dear PoPville,
This car has flat tires, parked in an emergency no parking zone, and hasn’t been ticketed or towed – apparently for years. How is this possible?”

‘What Happened Here’ by Dan Silverman: Citizen of the District of Columbia
It was a hot day. You could practically see the steam rising from the sidewalks. But it was an even hotter night and Victor didn’t get a wink of sleep. The A/C unit overloaded in his apartment and of course the sirens were blaring like clockwork on Columbia Road, which kept Victor, or Vic as all his gambling buddies called him, up all night tossing and turning. And thinking about Holly, where was Holly tonight? He pulled his last Parliament out of a soft pack and it was cracked. Of course it was. Sleep finally came at 5:34am just as his neighbor’s dog started barking for his morning walk. Vic let out a mighty cough and a mightier curse. Of course it was a good thing for Vic that he did wake because he forgot he left his wallet at the newly reopened Habana Village down the block. (more…)









