We did a whole lot of walking this weekend. And ended up all sorts of places. Did you know you can burn incense that could possibly make someone want to bathe you with their tongue? Well you can. Madina, on the corner of Atlantic and 4th Avenue.
I've always dreamed of my apartment smelling like Paris Hilton. Or Michael Jordan. Meanwhile, on the other side of town, someone might be in for seven years of bad luck. And then there was this guy.