yesterday, after attempting to negotiate with, and, ultimately abandoning a gypsy cab, i lost my cigarette case. i have had it since 1994, when i bought it in the east village. this makes two items out of my longtime smoking accessories which have evaporated in the past two years.

the case was silver, had a simple latch-catch, and had a vinyl centerpiece on the front that read:


it was funny on so many levels. i hope whoever finds it uses it well. i need to shop for something new now. i need a wallet as well, so i am going to have to shop around for a replacement. i will miss that case though - so many memories...