All quiet on the western front. Nothing but the sound of credit card bills blowing in the breeze ‘round these parts. Bank accounts are rapidly draining. For the likes of Greenpoint denizens Blake and Charli, they have been surviving on tomato soup and Three Buck Chuck, spending their weekends riding the subway to Beach 90, a stretch of Rockaway Beach so blighted that no business would dare set up shop. Broker’s Beach, Oceanside haven for New Yorkers in the know.
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