Meredith Chesney, owner of Mousey Brown beauty salon near the pool, said she came out Saturday morning to discover three new tags on her roll-down security gate.
I thought, O.K., its Brooklyn, its not that surprising, she said. But then, 30 minutes later, I went outside to water my plants and I found someone had defecated right in front of the salon. Its shocking.
She doesn't even blame the people who shit on her sidewalk, it's the city's fault for not providing porta shitters. Fuck her.
Meredith Chesney, owner of Mousey Brown beauty salon near the pool, said she came out Saturday morning to discover three new tags on her roll-down security gate.
I thought, O.K., its Brooklyn, its not that surprising, she said. But then, 30 minutes later, I went outside to water my plants and I found someone had defecated right in front of the salon. Its shocking.
When McCarren Park Pool reopened in Brooklyn last week after 28 years, it was hailed as a grand civic achievement and, perhaps, a milestone for a new social dynamic in the city, one in which people of different racial, ethnic and class backgrounds could socialize or at least pursue the same activity together.
A place where the children of hipster artists, attracted by the upscale restoration with its designer flourishes, would play Marco Polo with youngsters from public housing.
WOW.
People actually believe that shit. America is fucked.
No excuse, just pure fucking TNB. All 4 drowned. Relatives got $$$ from it.
That fountain saved the tax payers $$$ in the long run.
Welfare, destruction of property, incarceration. Multiplied by god knows how many. Magical ngger eating fountain is a hero. Keeping America safe and clean.
As always, have to go to the unmoderated blog comments for the real story.
"It's unfortunate that there are a couple people, a couple bad tomatoes out there making trouble," an employee at Manhattan Ave sporting goods store BQ Sports told us yesterday
When McCarren Park Pool reopened in Brooklyn last week after 28 years, it was hailed as a grand civic achievement and, perhaps, a milestone for a new social dynamic in the city, one in which people of different racial, ethnic and class backgrounds could socialize or at least pursue the same activity together.
A place where the children of hipster artists, attracted by the upscale restoration with its designer flourishes, would play Marco Polo with youngsters from public housing.