Last night I was walking on Court Street near Union Street with Stephanie ("Stiff") and there were two ladies walking in front of us wearing long, flowing, huge robes with hoods (though the hoods weren't up), not unlike the robes of a monk, wizard, or witch. They were carrying flashlights, and had an air of authority about them. Okay, what is that? Did Halloween come early? Does this have something to do with that Twilight book? Is there some sort of neighborhood watch I should know about? Until more information comes in, I'm going to call them the Cobble Hill Werewolf Patrol.
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August 11, 2008
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I think you owe it to your new neighborhood to get yourself a long, flowing robe and join them one evening. Where's your sense of civic responsibility, woman?
Posted by: Josh Rosen | August 11, 2008 at 06:21 PM