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Bloc Party Contest Winner
First we'd like to thank everyone for entering in the one-day Bloc Party contest. We had some really good stories about people's blocks. Thank you for them all.
But after serious deliberation we decided that the winner is Jennifer Lee, whose entry is after the jump.
Somehow there's still tickets available to the show on Thursday at the Greek so get your tickets online or head over to the Greek asap.
Keep reading LAist as we will have ticket giveaways all summer long.
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by Jennifer
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I love my block.
There are no hipsters on my block.
The closest thing that we have to a hipster is an 80-year-old homeless
Korean woman who wears electric blue leggings with striped ankle socks
and those cheap plastic jelly shoes.
I live on the corner of 8th and Gramercy in an old converted hotel building.
Every apartment in the building has a built in wall safe.
I knew it would be a great place to hide all of my drugs, and then I
found out from the stupid landlord that they didn't have the
combinations to the safe's anymore.
The building manager is some dude who is trying to start a business
making coffee tables that have fire hydrants for legs.
I've never seen him with shoes on.
I call him Senor Blackfoot.
Don't worry he is not Hispanic, Latino, or Chicano, ergo I am not a racist.
There is an elementary school a few blocks over.
It is so awesome to see little oriental kids run to school with one
hand wrapped around a peanut butter sandwich and the other hand lodged
deeply in their nose.
My block is pretty ghetto.
Some dude in a van asked me if I would help him carry his nasty red
IKEA couch up two flights of stairs.
I was wearing 4.5" heels that day and I wondered if he was crazy.
Didn't he see Silence of the Lambs?
He lives next door to me.
I smoked him up some random night and then we got into an argument
when he called me a racist.
I asked him if his eyes weren't made a little too slanty because it
was obstructing the obvious view that I was Asian just like his
retarded ass was.
I hate that guy.
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