Sister’s Community Hardware

Sister’s Community Hardware by Daniel Elder His name was Abraham. I think. If I’m being honest, I don’t really remember his name, though everything else about him sticks in my memory like a plastic bag stuck in a tree’s branches. We met exactly four times. I hired him to build some shelves in my old Brooklyn apartment. I moved into a three-hundred square foot studio at the corner of Fulton Street and Classon Avenue in spring of 2010. It was […]

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