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Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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(May 10) Yep. I forgot to post the last part of the May 10th excursion… Under the Brooklyn Bridge are these odd fluorescent lights. I’ve seen them before, and while I’m still not sure, I think they’re supposed to be an artistic piece of some kind… although it’s hard to know for sure since there’s no plaque and I’m a heathen.
I really need a working bicycle
As I now always do, I walked home from DUMBO and the bridges
Past the Brooklyn Academy of Music
Will he?
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(May 16) Going places, going places I didn’t intend to go, and going more places still.
I didn’t hear the announcement that my R was going to go express to 36th. Fortunately there were mosaics I hadn’t seen before at the end of the proverbial and literal tunnel.
These appear to be subway scenes from the 1940’s. I didn’t see a placard.
Then after picking up my notebook, it was back into Manhattan to the West Village heading for the library. Unfortunately I rode the subway and not the Ducati.
Passed four dogs camped out.
Then someone woke them.
Took the F back through Carroll Gardens.
Then out to Port Jefferson the next day to witness the winding down of a 40 year business.
The next day on Union St., the strange sign had changed.
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(May 10) The point of my trip out on May 10th was to see the de-fence Project. I got there too late in terms of lighting, but it got torn down the next day. Where I live, the landlord has put in dangerous illegal apartments the city knows about and has done nothing about, but put up some art without a permit, and the state takes immediate action.
This was a surprise. A carousel inside a storefront.
When I reached the end, the end was near for de-fence.
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(May 10) I went back to DUMBO.
This building happens to be owned by the MTA itself, and long ago became a symbol of the agency’s FAIL syndrome.
Everyone knows sneakers grow on bridges, not trees.
DUMBO Delights
Grimaldi’s, one of our famed pizza places with a line around the block.
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Another thinking tour. My return to the Brooklyn Bridge. Didn’t come up with any good ideas.
This journey began in Chinatown, on Canal St.
While talking to Tony, I ran into this metaphor for our financial system
The Temple of Daniel
Sushi, Blimpie, Pizza, and Pasta. Ohhhh kay!
Thanks to the Empire State Building, it’s a little different every time I’m here.
Brooklyn. The Bridge.
I wandered back down Smith St., past this illusion
And then along Carroll, back to pseudoreal headquarters.
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