The Stink of Burning Mattress

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Image of fireman in front of the author's former aparment.

To the fellows pictured above who put the fire out before it reached my apartment: I extend my thanks and regret regulations required you to turn down the chilled Oatmeal Stout I offered you.

To my downstairs neighbor: please acquire an ashtray — they’re inexpensive, or you could use a soda can in a pinch.

Filed under Dispatches on July 30th, 2003