Wednesday October 29th 2008, 3:00 pm
(September 21) On the way home from the San Gennaro Festival, I took some shots as best I could of the new work going on inside a fenced in area on President St.
My father had one just like this, if I remember correctly.
Everything but the Impala is fair game in here.
Surely no one has gone barefoot here and lived.
Protected by sniper fire.
“The Egg Man” lives on my block.
