What reads like a page out of a William Kennedy novel is actually a true story out of Brooklyn, written by a Michael Wilson for the Crime Scene section of The New York Times:
While politics is usually the matchmaker in these things, this time it had nothing to do with the strange bedfellows found at “The Beach.” On one side is a club of middle-aged and elderly Roman Catholic men, and on the other is a tattoo parlor that uses crucifixes in lieu of the t’s in its name. The mysterious stranger who brought them together: a deft burglar.
