Many outsiders imagine that New York City is a mythical place that transforms every Small-Town Nobody into a Master of the Universe. That's swell for the fortunate few with barracuda-like drive, but what about all those hailing from Elsewhere that are flounder-like, the Minions of the Universe? Meet their advocate: Virginia Antonelli, a wage slave by day and scribbler by night. Originally from San Francisco, she is a New York City transplant who has taken it upon her scrawny shoulders to write these tales centered not in Manhattan's opulent heart, but in its less romantic gall bladder. Lame...
Many outsiders imagine that New York City is a mythical place that transforms every Small-Town Nobody into a Master of the Universe. That's swell for ...