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Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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(May 4) As has been my way since moving back to Long Island, I walked to IBM from Penn Station round-trip. I don’t feel I’m getting $4.50 worth of transportation to go only twenty three blocks north and four or five blocks east and back again. (In May I did Penn Station to 84th and back for a total of one hundred blocks north-south and one east-west)
This way to Spring
Yellow flower something
Bleeding hearts
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(March 14 & 16) I am now a 5 mile walk to the train. Woe is me.
The journey starts out in Miller Place.
Off in the distance, you can see the smokestacks from the Port Jefferson Power Station, a few blocks from where I lived for eight years.
The geese are safe from Michael Bloomberg here
It looks a lot more rural here than it really is
No hunting. But really, it’s suburbia, honest!
Someone had a really lousy day.
Lousy enough to make them very angry. But that didn’t change the fact this is a very dangerous road.
And the weathervane has gone down again
Apple’s on fire! … just kidding. Maybe Tony stopped by.
The city has crabs.
I passed by the House of Viza, but he was not there.
The flowers seem somehow much larger this spring.
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(July 31) My reversion back from Brooklyn will soon be complete. It is time to leave Ronkonkoma, after a difficult eight months. I would say I’d worn out my welcome after six months, but that would imply I was ever really welcome.
By the LIRR crossing, a thistle grows.
The distinctive shade is kind of a tacky color though, and the spikes are sharp and unpleasant.
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(June 26) Viza and I went to a presentation at the Marriott Marquis, and then afterward to cleanse ourselves of Times Square, we walked over to the High Line. I like the park, but it seems to me the view is more interesting than the park itself. I’m not sure if that’s what they intended or not.
You can still (barely) see the tracks
In 2010, it’s hard to imagine locomotives several stories overhead
Mr. Trains
New Jersey. You don’t want to go there. Nobody does.
I wonder what it costs to live in those apartments
While we were there, I counted dozens of cars, mostly cabs, running the stop sign.
The ExhibitionistStandard Hotel is built above the High Line and offers parkgoers a free peep show.
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Time has not passed easily here in the wastelands.
Those of a certain age or those who’ve worked there recognize this as part of a long line of items bearing this (informal?) company motto.
Radio City has been on the verge of going under for at least 40 years now.
Cablevision owns everything but the building itself now, I presume this will be the last change before it slips into oblivion.
I pruned the deadwood and it showed its appreciation by blooming.
I bought this rose bush for my mother as a child. It now languishes on the side of my father’s house. As do I.
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