Dominick Grillo sports a hobo’s disheveled beard, two arms, and at least eight toes. Between death-defying Brooklyn bicycle rides, evenings that end after breakfast, and not enough second dates, Dominick puts fingers to keyboard and makes the computer both literally and metaphorically sing with stunning phrases such as:

“After a roughly one hour rain delay” and…
“There didn’t seem to be any ill will” and…
“You’ll either love it or leave the venue under the impression the devil himself had taken the stage.”

Where’s his Pulitzer, folks?

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