chinese fairy



Went looking for a washer for Jabeen's espresso maker in Little Italy and walked into a much diminished feast of St Anthony. In the years since I stayed in those parts, house sitting for someone on Elizabeth street, Little Italy's been squeezed by designer Soho on one end and Chinatown on the other, until it seems to be two token streets, a concentrated tourism macchiato. Now, except for the little bit around Mulberry Street, it's all ruled by the Chinese fairy.

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