A plaque remaining from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem.

Above, a 1934 plaque from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem. Discarded as trash in 2006.

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Entry from February 10, 2017
“Can you turn on the oven?"/"The oven simply does not find me sexually attractive.”

Entry in progress—B.P.

Twitter
Ata Dirilgen
‏@Ata_Dirilgen
Text from my mom: Can you turn on the oven?
My answer: I’ve done everything I can, the oven just doesnt find me sexually attractive.. :/
11:50 AM - 1 Apr 2013

Twitter
aiyana ☀️
‏@AiyanaCordova
Text from my mom: Can you turn on the oven?My answer: I’ve done everything I can, the oven just simply does not find me sexually attractive.
8:00 PM - 1 Apr 2013

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ktt
‏@thekarentorres
“Text from my mom:Can you turn on the oven?
My answer:I’ve done everything I can, the oven just simply does not find me sexually attractive”
9:35 AM - 2 Apr 2013

Posted by Barry Popik
New York CityFood/Drink • Friday, February 10, 2017 • Permalink