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Marrific this afternoon —

Plotkin is an interesting writer.

Instagram story from Marrific last night, with
theme from  “Rocky” playing in background  —

Instagram photo from Marrific on May 3, 2018 —

“This is a fight not over the contents of the cocktails but the cups in which
they’re served. Both are long, plastic ‘yard cup’-style containers with
customized bulbous bottoms. On the hand grenade, this is modeled after
the namesake explosive, while for Willie’s cocktail it’s a rooster body,
extending through the shaft of the cup to a rooster’s beak decked with
sunglasses.”— Ian McNulty, nola.com, April 10, 2019

Risin’ Up to the Challenge of Our Rival —

The Knight of Cups may wish to consult the above Marrific
cock tale date in this  journal — May 3, 2018.

Related material — Water Sounds for Developers.

For a New York photographer . . .

See also Schattenspiel  and You Got Game.

(Continued.)

𝅘𝅥𝅮_{𝅘𝅥𝅮  Night and day . . . .}

𝅘𝅥𝅮_𝅘𝅥𝅮 "Once, on a high and windy hill . . . ."

Found on the Web today —

In a Google search:

At Instagram:

East Coast — See the previous post.

West Coast — See . . .

"Show all" — Yes!

The title is from an Instagram caption yesterday.

Related material —

See as well "Alcoholic Club" in this  journal.

Not so good —

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"Forget it, Jake. It's Chinatown."

An image from a post of May 25 —

Related material suggested by a question posed today at Instagram
by Marrific to her fellow photographers — "Do you ever wonder
what is the story of people you accidentally shot?"

The question accompanied a photo of a Manhattan street corner.

A Google Street Scene photo at the same location —

Related art —

See also Steppenwolf in this journal.

"The moral of this story,
it's simple but it's true:
Hey, the stars might lie,
but the numbers never do."

— Mary Chapin Carpenter