New York Avenue
Oafs built The Unemployment Insurance Office inside Gateway Head Start Early Education Center. Jobless adults enter, see children frolic. Recess horn blows. The jobless ask are we in the right place. Children say no. The jobless ask are we in the wrong place. Parents say probably. Teachers say yes.
Indiana Avenue
I have a dream local celebrity James Avery (Uncle Phil from The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air) broadcasts on WPGG-AM to report Turning Point Day Center for the Homeless is six blocks from The Pool & Spa at Bally’s. Avery then makes DJ transmit signal of complete human surrender to estuary birds.
Atlantic Avenue
In 2007, Mayor Bob Levy signed into law 7 ordinances, then Bob simply left City Hall in a Dodge Durango, and nobody knew where Bob was 13 nights. Many, like Truman Capote’s partner Jack Dunphy’s surf instructor, believe Bob disrobed to ascend reborn in a dust devil of artificial sand.
Ventnor Avenue
Once an experimental village flourished where in place of strangers introducing themselves by name or occupation or hey or yo they chose to confess their worst personal tragedy. An empathy hierarchy developed scaled at first painstaking as cantilevered stairs, eventually even like a multipurpose ladder.
Pacific Avenue
Tired of taffy, your daddy told you to give back to the street everybody should start at St. Nicholas of Tolentine Church, end at Altman Playground cookout. He enjoyed Linda Ronstadt in hardware stores. He liked Vietnam Vets who roamed a lumber section hours and never bought a single beam.
Pennsylvania Avenue
My landlady drives tweens ‘tween home and school. Peers must bus. My landlady is a manager of a nightclub. My landlady, nightclub manager, watches the breaking news of today tomorrow. My landlady is a nightclub manager. My landlady wakes at 1:00 p.m. My landlady hates the sun.