Avenue B, across from the Earth School, was a squat:
A friend of mine knew of a party there. I don't know how she knew such a thing, she was from Holland and was only here for six months, on a dance scholarship. The only thing I remember about it was that the apartment was very raw, and James Brown played on a cheap cassette player.
I think it's the only squat I was ever in. I didn't even think about it until yesterday.
