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Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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Meh.
It snowed.
And then it snowed again.
I was back in familiar territory.
Other than the car that’s parked where the lawn used to be,
it looks almost the same as when I lived here.
Having grown up in suburbia, it wasn’t until I left it that I realized,
snow shoveling as day labor is a suburban phenomenon.
The snow makes the ordinary seem more interesting, more intimate in a way,
by blocking out background.
Meanwhile, underground, the stalactites are the least scary part of a Broadway station
on the G line that looks like it’s going to disintegrate.
It’s hard to get high shots in this city. The trains and bridges provide most of the free ones.
Speaking of snow, I miss Billy.
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(November 23) In what is likely to be the last expedition for November, I headed from the Tree Huts in Madison Square Park to the Roosevelt Island Tram terminal to see Dylan Mortimer’s Prayer Booths. I got there just in time not to see them assembled, which was a bummer in that I saw one of them enough that I’m not likely to spend the time and money to go back. Allow me to say once again, that I despise Standard Time.
These, are the sorry excuses (kiosks) for what passes for a phone booth these days.
Above, are from our local telephone monster, Verizon.
This, would be most of a Prayer Booth. Apparently he takes them in at night, possibly due to the graffitti.
Although to be honest, the graffitti stain adds an authenticity to the Prayer Booths that would have been otherwise absent given nothing else around here is free from some kind of …. urban weathering.
In keeping with my previous Astroland theme, I probably won’t go back to see them in an assembled condition, but now that I’ve said that,….
As of now, for the first time in months, there’s nothing left in the queue here.
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(October 24 & November 19) I’ve been spending a lot more time in Port Jefferson than I really care to. The commuting isn’t cheap either. Though it has changed quite a bit from my personal standpoint, in most ways, it’s exactly the same, except a little worse for wear.
Wires, wires, and more wires.
Apparently morons, dumb, and the uneducated no longer have to stop here,
which is good since they weren’t stopping before.
This is new, whatever it is.
Change comes slowly to the LIRR.
Especially west of the station.
The weathervane succumbed to a storm.
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(October 19) At long last, the main event. The former Domino Sugar Refinery of Williamsburg, Brooklyn on the East River, formerly Havemeyer and Elder’s Sugar Refining Company, and soon to be luxury apartments with a killer view of the east side of midtown Manhattan.
Once upon a time, long, long ago, things were manufactured in New York City.
Now we call these graveyards “historical landmarks”.
Next stop: Luxury apartments.
The landmark sign that inspired protests.
New York City used to be the “sugar capital” of the USA.
The sad remains of what once was.
That sound you hear off in the distance is called gentrification.
Incongruity.
No gift shop at the end of this tour.
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(October 19) Now that the developer of the Domino Sugar Refinery in Williamsburg is making nice with the community, they held an open house. I arrived to find a lot of people like myself, taking photographs, as well as many milling around, and sitting at tables, drinking wine and eating cheese that they’d brought with them. The property does have quite a view.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen these guys on a Sunday afternoon before.
There’s a lot going on behind all these closed doors.
There’s a story here, I just don’t know what.
They love art.
A relic from another time.
I think I saw this place on Gothamist.
It’s a very colorful neighborhood.
Very colorful.
This is what you see at the end of the entrance path.
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