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Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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(Sep 18) And what have we got?
The only thing this has proved is that everyone’s driving less than the speed limit.
A LIRR derailment
In to Manhattan
Then back home, As Seen On TV
A protest on Long Island, don’t recall seeing this before
They don’t like Common Core
Despite having the monopod this time, these shots were worse than the last bunch.
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(Aug 27) Summer is nearly over.
It is already time to renew my driver’s license.
The present is different from the past
Monitoring the situation
This one is monitoring me
Some things never change
Some things changed slowly
But you can’t go back to the past
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(May 19) I finally set foot on Staten Island. For a funeral. Is there a message in that?
But first, in Port Jefferson a project that should have taken a month or two if you’re feeling generous is now well into its second year of snarling traffic for miles day and night. The entire Empire State Building, including demolition only took as long as this roadwork has so far.
On Staten Island, down the block from the funeral, there is a park.
I didn’t have time to actually find the lakes in Clove Lakes Park, but the map says they’re there.
I guess Star Of Bethlehem grows wild
A jogger complimented my tie. I think I was flirted with.
The birds love this place
In case you forget you’re in New York City, here’s a fire hydrant, to shatter the illusion.
How do you know it’s not a good day? I’m riding a city bus and paying $6 to do it
Unfortunately, the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge is not a walkable bridge
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(Aug 13) A newer (better) camera is for me, an opportunity to re-visit and re-photograph places I’ve been before. I think there’s value in it to see not just the (I hope) improved photographs, but the changes from time.
First stop, Port Jeff train station. Why? I don’t know.
But it seems fitting the journey would begin in Port Jefferson.
Which for the Port Jefferson Branch is…
… the end of the line
These train bridges are one of the few high places out here I have access to
Most people don’t like the light these lamps make, but I kind of like how it photographs
I wish I could get up just a little higher. Another floor or two.
No Flash mode
Program AE mode
It is evening in Port Jefferson
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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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