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One Less Papaya

Another Papaya King knockoff is gone.

By Daniel Maurer

What — or Who — Pooped in the Prospect Park Sandbox?

A mystery poop enrages habitués of a Prospect Park sandbox, the "Pride of Spanish Harlem" becomes its shame, and a very strange video emerges from a Bushwick barbecue. That and more in today's boroughs roundup.

Spanish Harlem's Caminito in the Path of ‘Carlito's Way’

Chelsea: The owner of now-defunct French Oven in Chelsea Market has opened a bakery that, despite its name of Madeleine, actually specializes in macarons; there will be at least eighteen flavors by next week. [NYT] East Village: A wine bar with a garden, opening in Avalon Bowery Place, may foreshadow the successful outcome of plans to create a French-style pedestrian alley in the area. [Eater] Flushing: The Chinese food court J&L Mall has reopened now that Con Ed has turned the electricity back on. [Eat for Victory/VV] Harlem: The uptown outpost of Maroons is slated to open the end of September. [Uptown Flavor] Spanish Harlem: The space now filled by Argentine steakhouse Caminito (found in this week’s Openings) once housed a barbershop featured in the film Carlito’s Way. [NYS]

The Lesbian Player

Once a week, Daily Intel takes a peek at what your friends and neighbors are doing behind doors left slightly ajar. Today, the Lesbian Player: female, 27, Spanish Harlem, product-development manager, single. DAY 1 10:00 a.m.: Met ex at airport. Kissed and hugged. Kissed more. 12:00 p.m.: Car broke down. While waiting for AAA to show up, we played "I remember when" and she stroked my arms with very light tickles. We made plans for nookie later on in the day but got distracted by the car. 7:00 p.m.: After dinner we cuddled and watched some TiVo. Light tickles turned into heavy petting and then lots of kissing and full-body tickles. My shirt came off right away, and we were rolling on the floor making out and rubbing each other's bodies. We very quickly ran to the bedroom. I pleased her first. And she liked it. I picked up some new finger tricks from my current Lady Friend (a friend with benefits) and used them on her. She liked them. Then she pleased me and we cuddled. I fell asleep almost immediately. 10:00 p.m.: Felt guilty about not telling my Lady Friend. I think she has feelings for me that she is not telling me about.

By Arianne Cohen