King of the New York Streets is a gritty, utterly unrepentant memoir of growing up on the mean streets of New York City during the late 1970s. Prowling the bars and clubs of Long Island and the Five Boroughs, hanging out on the streets of a mobbed-up zoo long before skyrocketing real estate and overpriced soy chai lattes transformed it into a hipster paradise. The girls, the drugs, the fights, and the sheer kicks. The shell game known as the “American Dream” and the promise of upward mobility that vanished right before our eyes like the last slice of pizza at a Knights of Columbus mixer.
Author
Quentin R. Bufogle is a freelance writer, blogger, novelist, graphic artist & designer. A former contributing writer to the former Las Vegas CityLife, his work appears in the anthology: "Wish You Were Here: Stories and Essays Inspired by Fabulous Las Vegas Postcards" — published by the former Stephens Press. He is the author of "Horse Latitudes" (once described as "the best book you'll never read"), and the most frequently quoted unknown since anonymous. He lives in the city formerly known as Las Vegas, Nevada. "Writing is the dragon that lives underneath my floorboards. The one I incessantly feed for fear it may turn and devour my ass. Writing is the friend who doesn't return my phone calls; the itch I'm unable to scratch; a dinner invitation from a cannibal; elevator music for a narcoleptic. Writing is the hope of lifting all boats by pissing in the ocean. Writing isn't something that makes me happy like a good cup of coffee. It's just something I do because not writing, as I've found, is so much worse." — Quentin R. Bufogle
