Where is Pancakes House?

The brainless and banal postings of an as-yet-to-be writer; particularly of short fiction and screen.
This is disgusting. I could work 16 hours a week as a bag boy.  Or shoe shiner.  I could tear ticket stubs at the Alamo.  I could basically do nothing, and maintain my current standard of living…the one in which I work 40 hours a week to hold. NYC.  You’re on thin ice, pal.

This is disgusting.

I could work 16 hours a week as a bag boy.  Or shoe shiner.  I could tear ticket stubs at the Alamo.  I could basically do nothing, and maintain my current standard of living…the one in which I work 40 hours a week to hold.

NYC.  You’re on thin ice, pal.