Southern Brooklyn

Red Fish Smoking Gets Literal


It looks as if our local graffiti maven, Red Fish Smoking, is moving away from his crappy stickers and onto some “found art.”

Okay, okay, so it’s not red. But it is dead, and my name is Ned, so it’s all gravy.

After yesterday’s rain, reader EdFark spotted this dead fish smoking on the asphalt near Avenue T and East 18th Street. He snapped a cell phone picture and sent it our way. Any ideas on how this little bugger found his way nearly a mile from any large body of water?