On Sunday mornings, as the dawn burned into day, swarms of gulls descended on the uncollected trash, hovering and dropping in the cold clear light.

“It wasn't as if crack was getting great press in the South Bronx in 1999, but i…”

“I had to agree with one ex-boyfriend of one crackhead complainant who'd gone mi…”

“Good cops make their bosses look good, and Hector was a one-man beauty school.”

“What is the world coming to, when you can't trust a whore named Snake?”