Back in the day, there was a street gang in the Junction-Michigan neighborhood called the Pimpin' Pierogis. I can still remember bruisers like "Slow Mo" Modzelewski and "Tombstone" Jarzembowski strutting down the sidewalk and chanting "Ooo-sa-sa-sa, hit 'em in the head with a big kielbasa." While we all recall Detroit's crack epidemic of the '80s, how come nobody says anything about the Chrusciki Craze of the early '60s, when these knuckleheads would sit in the alley behind Beatrice's New Warsaw Bakery & Bait Shop on Wesson, snorting the powder sugar off a five-pound box of angel wings and saying bad things about Rita Bell?
Mean streets, indeed. I'm off to say a novena.
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