Neighbees

<p>Ever wish you were a fly on the wall in the apartment of whoever? Well the narrator of this book Stinko Ole that's his name is not a fly on the wall but rather a neighbee on the stoop most of the time. And this stooped person is far from stupid but tells us the dirt or for those who abhor dirt gives us the scoop on what makes the folks who cross that stoop tick. We're talking about the ones who live in the building. Perhaps you grew up in one or live in one now or if a private house-dweller won- der how people in such places relate to each other. The guy repeats himself and seems obsessed with respect for the NYPD and sees his neighbees in the ideal as clumps of wet and dry leaves stuck together on the drainholes of the steel sewer grate at the end of the curb gutter in the street. The clumping keeps them from going down the drain which is his expectation for all humanity. When this clumping is done with CLR i.e. Courtesy Love and Respect that clumper fits his bill as a real neighbee. He repeats himself often with bizarre analogies and metaphor and at times makes one wonder if the author is hiding in this freaky frame.One must read Neighbees to arrive at an educated guess or at least a maybee.</p>