Apples to Apples

The Lower East Side’s “Apple Day” festival lacked the foresight to see how valuable Fiona Apple would have been as the main act. I also sought out anyone wearing apple bottom jeans, to no avail.

And I can say with the utmost certainty, that I was the only person at Apple Day to dare say “How do you like them apples?”
For Shame.

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