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. Now a Popeyes fast food restaurant on Google Maps.

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Entry from November 13, 2020
“Don’t let your ice cream melt while counting somebody else’s sprinkles”

   
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Rachel Cochran
@__rayyynicole
don’t let your ice cream melt while counting someone else’s sprinkles
5:20 PM · Oct 14, 2017·Twitter for iPhone
   
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Miz Tiffany
@OfficialMizTiff
“Don’t let your ice cream melt while counting someone else’s sprinkles!”
11:56 PM · Dec 30, 2017·Facebook
   
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Tina Tishendorf
@tishendorfs
Don’t let your ice cream melt while counting somebody elses sprinkles.
12:14 PM · Aug 11, 2018·Twitter for Android
   
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colbie
@c_colbie
don’t let your ice cream melt while counting someone else’s sprinkles
11:54 PM · Oct 3, 2018·Twitter for iPhone
 
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Amber Wagner
@Jstlivinbbyy
“ Don’t let your ice cream melt while counting somebody else sprinkles “
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Posted by Barry Popik
New York CityFood/Drink • Friday, November 13, 2020 • Permalink


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