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(Sep 20) A return to the San Gennaro festival. I haven’t been since I left Brooklyn. It has gotten smaller and has become overrun by iPhone accessories.
Your author, looking harried
Through the tunnel
I was actually asked if terrorists might come to San Gennaro. I suppose this is the post-Boston way of things.
Someone didn’t get the memo. We don’t have hippies anymore, now we have hipsters.
The width of the street surely hasn’t changed, but it feels cramped now.
You know,… it never occurs to me to eat any of this stuff
Saint Januarius
Someday, this will all be part of Chinatown
The “Drown the Clown” carnival game is no longer a part of it.
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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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