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Pete's Candy Store
709 Lorimer St, Williamsburg
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Date: Mon, Mar 8th
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Cost: Free

Pigeon Life

Lorimer Street between Messerole and Calyer is home to a bona-fide pigeon slum.  Filthy birds congregate there in curious density, forsaking adjacent inviting areas to crowd in a building-side favela of avian vice and depravity.  Most mysteriously, they are supported in their wayward lifestyle by some unseen neighborhood abettor, who reliably find the most fetid offal form the local garbage bins to sustain (or poison?) these flying rodents: rotten vegetables, maggoty meat, and moldy bread are just a few of the regular leavings that join the lice-encrusted feathers and fecal whitewash littering the sidewalk.  Who is the filthy enabler, and why do they do it?  Why does the Rite Aid not stop them?  What is the neighborhood consensus on this menace?  Join Jamie Hook for a hard-hitting power-point investigation.

Pete’s OCD Lecture Series is a bi-monthly lecture series curated by Greenpoint resident James Hook, and unraveling on alternating Mondays in the backroom of Pete’s.  Short (35-40 minute) lectures are woven together from the common thread of people’s obsessions, with guests coming from all over Greater New York.  Whether academic or crackpot; celebrated or unsung, our lecturers all have something to tell you…

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  • KO'B
    I would rather have pigeons than the the people who have invaded this neighborhood and think that they discovered it and own it. I personally know at least three dozen Greenpoint natives who feel the same way and am acquainted with many more.

    Pigeons bother you? Well, bikes chained to other peoples fences, parking sign poles and trees bother me. People who move here because they think it is so "quaint," then immediately proceed to try to change everything. Hipsters living six to an apartment and driving rents up and displacing natives who can no longer afford to live here bother me. Not being able to go to the doughnut shop I have frequented all my life because people with weird hats are taking up all the stools posing and ordering egg creams (they discovered these too), bothers me. I could go on and on, but it would only make me crazy. Instead, I fantasize about the day when Greenpoint becomes so "hip" that it becomes "unhip." I just feel sorry for all the folks in Bushwick and Bed-Sty.
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