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(September 21) Pete called and said “I’m in Little Italy, come meet me.”
The neighborhood doesn’t like it. You think?
Drown The Clown, a regular at this festival.
There’s a reason it’s called a feast.
Lots of food. Lots of fried food.
Elmo and Cookie Monster learned the hard way, nobody likes a snitch.
It was packed with food and people.
It’s always strange to see a Ferris Wheel on a city street.
Around all this food, Pete is truly loving life.
Brought to you by, High Fructose Corn Syrup…
… fried food, …
… and some Italian guys.
Time to leave Little Italy.
Oh, and I didn’t know Tony had a gift shop. Invoking the Pseudoreal Rule of Gift Shops, thus ends the 2008 Feast of San Gennaro Festival.
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Manhunt, West Village.
June 2.
Walking through Chinatown.
Lin Ze Xu.
Confucius.
In Chinatown, even the Golden Arches are labeled in Chinese.
Slipping out of Chinatown into Little Italy,
I wandered past two of these. Scary.
What is this, a drunken pixie?
Walking to Washington Square Park,
I took an obligatory photo of the arch.
I notice it says The World War.
The fountain at Washington Sq. Park.
The Empire State Building, lit up.
And finally, back down to Penn Station to catch a train home.
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