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Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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(October 19) Wrapping up the trip to Domino with fourteen more photos, I headed back toward home, with a quick stop to the datacenter down by Wall Street.
By all that’s going up, you’d never know that everything’s going to hell.
And lots of other stuff is coming down to make way for more.
More Bisphenol A than you can shake a stick at.
What is The Secret Behind the Door?
This place made me think of Whatah.
The neighborhood buildings are covered in artwork
Something was going on behind this door as well.
Whatever it was, it did not escape Bette Davis’s eyes.
Fallen something
Construction and life both go on.
And hate is eternal.
This is even pervy-er than his subway ad.
The scene of the crime.
This is the kind of Nine Eleven false patriotism we could all live without.
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(October 19) At long last, the main event. The former Domino Sugar Refinery of Williamsburg, Brooklyn on the East River, formerly Havemeyer and Elder’s Sugar Refining Company, and soon to be luxury apartments with a killer view of the east side of midtown Manhattan.
Once upon a time, long, long ago, things were manufactured in New York City.
Now we call these graveyards “historical landmarks”.
Next stop: Luxury apartments.
The landmark sign that inspired protests.
New York City used to be the “sugar capital” of the USA.
The sad remains of what once was.
That sound you hear off in the distance is called gentrification.
Incongruity.
No gift shop at the end of this tour.
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(October 19) Those showing up today got a free wooden cheapo-crap set of dominos. The view was much more worth the trip.
I can’t afford this view.
Billyburg Bridge
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(October 19) Now that the developer of the Domino Sugar Refinery in Williamsburg is making nice with the community, they held an open house. I arrived to find a lot of people like myself, taking photographs, as well as many milling around, and sitting at tables, drinking wine and eating cheese that they’d brought with them. The property does have quite a view.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen these guys on a Sunday afternoon before.
There’s a lot going on behind all these closed doors.
There’s a story here, I just don’t know what.
They love art.
A relic from another time.
I think I saw this place on Gothamist.
It’s a very colorful neighborhood.
Very colorful.
This is what you see at the end of the entrance path.
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(October 14) I go to the Hudson Park Library twice a month, but stop just before the park next to the library, which in a nearly infinite New York sort of way, isn’t called Hudson Park, but rather the James J. Walker park. Walker himself, the man the park was named for, was an infamously corrupt mayor who actually fled the country in fear of prosecution. Naturally, a park was named in his honor.
Despite having surely seen it before, when I was last in the park about two years ago, it failed to register in my mind, and thus I was a little surprised when I noticed there was a genuine Keith Haring mural on the wall by the pool.
Nobody Expects The Surprise Haring!
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