D Street Hotel, right next door to Drug City
Some of you may know about my former residence in Lincoln, Nebraska. It's a quaint old home that has been welcoming into its hardwood belly the bicycle riff-raff of Lincoln for a good number of years. In exchange for cheap rent and lots of space, the "guests" of the "D Street Hotel" put up with hot summers, drafty winters, semi-functioning toilets and having to live next to a veritable crack house of an apartment building. Well, some excitement happened there recently. Click HERE to read more about it.
4 Comments:
At 8:54 AM, Blogstyle said…
I actually bought the paper yesterday for that article. As an added bonus, a hilarious article about Frank Solich's DUI in Ohio. It seems he couldn't figure out how to operate the window or door. That takes some boozeahol.
At 3:54 PM, Cornbread said…
I heard the "pop...pop...pop...pop...pop" and the subsequent sound of two or three people bustin' ass out the side door of the apartment complex....then I went back to sleep. Fuck it. I've got guns too.
At 11:03 AM, Thew said…
There's a guy named Maximo on the block? That's pretty rad
At 4:58 PM, samsam said…
I demand an update!
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