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Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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(Mar 11) Had a meeting in Park Slope, so I wandered through the old ‘hood. The closer I got to my old home though, the more I thought about wheeling Billy to the animal hospital to die.
Welcome to SuperFund site, Gowanus
This view is about the only thing that hasn’t changed
I lived here in the apartment on the right, for four years
The tiles on the floor are new
The WTC view is quite new
I have no idea what this thing is
This place was never not changing.
This is more or less the same
I’m surprised no one painted over “Open Your Eyes”
This is funny because the bridge was always covered in “WET PAINT” signs.
This place had been sold shortly before I left
When I left, there were no robots.
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I left Brooklyn early in the morning on November 9, pushing my granny cart with my mop, bucket, and various items up and down the subway stairs, through Williamsburg, and back to the LIRR, before pushing it another mile down the road to my new location. It was a difficult end to my four years in Gowanus.
I cleared out from one end to the other.
I’m going to miss this place. There’s a lot of good memories associated with it.
Ladies and gentlemen, I have left the building.
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November began with nine days left on the lease at my Carroll St. apartment.
Root canal, visit one of five. Tony said “pics or it didn’t happen.”
It’s hard to see, but that’s a rooster, full of peppers.
Nice plate. I wonder if the cops are amused.
Back from the dentist, and off to paint “next apartment.”
Painting done, returning to Brooklyn.
I finally got a good shot of this. I never realized it was down the block from me.
The end is very very near now.
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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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Monday. Back out to Port Jeff, then Back to Brooklyn, and then…
The last trip of a long day begins.
Who’s in the way?
She’s the queen of the apartment.
And home again.
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