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You’ll never guess where I was on May 17th.
1964 World’s Fair Observation Towers. aka, the spaceships from Men in Black.
Back on the LIE
That’s a lotta Coke bottles
Uh oh… AIDS Walk 2010. They close the park drive for it.
I’m pretty sure I remember saying this before, but Central Park is to be avoided on AIDS Walk Day. Let’s see if we can avoid the Breast Cancer Run in September and the Breast Cancer Walk in October
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I’m not feeling this like I used to, but I go because Pete wants to, and I need to escape every now and then.
I walk down here a lot, even when I don’t have a train to catch.
Among other things, I like to reassure myself I can escape suburbia.
The next day it was off to the park.
Failure of what was recently the most profitable restaurant in the United States.
They weren’t bad, if I recall correctly.
Unlike most days, it wasn’t crowded.
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Pete’s been going to the park almost obsessively lately. Most of the time I go with him. The only problem with it is you can’t let your mind wander much. The bicyclists are the victims on the streets of NYC, but in Central Park, they’re pretty much the sole perpetrators of all unsafe conditions faced by everyone else.
Like the ALT tags say.
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Pete agreed to haul a load out of Brooklyn for me if I agreed to go rollerblading in Central Park. Things have gone downhill quite a bit since then. It already seems like it was long ago.
He almost never goes forward except in reverse.
Pete hates the cyclists… passionately.
Some girl caught his eye.
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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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