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| I was digging through the dumpsters behind Junior's on Flatbush the other day. (There's less grub thrown-out than you would think being Junior's is the Doggie-Bag Capital of the universe) While dipping a sliver of not-quite-spoiled Lemon Cheesecake into French-Dip gravy, I peeked into the window of Brooklyn's famous slopateria, and noticed this person. Either this was a "Ghost of Jimi Hendrix" sighting -OR- Frankie's hairstyle is finally catching on. I can't decide.... What do you think? |
