Tommy Carbone grew up in Greenpoint Brooklyn during the 1970s and early 80s. He roamed the avenues, hung out in candy stores playing pinball, and dodged cars chasing spaldeens. Brooklyn was then, as it is now, the “4th largest city” in America.
He now writes from a one-room cabin, on the shore of a Maine lake that is frozen for six months out of the year, and where moose outnumber people 3 to 1.
Keep an eye out for his upcoming releases.
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