out of the sky I landed with a thud. New York, again New York. The city, it's cabs, subways, hotdogs, wisecracks always right on time. It would be like this for 36 hours more, at least. I wondered how much more?
I've been away from the blog, the borough, the whole damn thing.
I found what was left, yes it was me, and the experience all cliche and true.
Here's some photos I've taken since the return:
I still hate this building (situated north of Myrtle Ave, Btwn Hall & Washington, Clinton Hill), too big (again, it blocks the view from two miles away on Washington and Eastern Parkway, at least the view I'm used to)
I got through Pratt Campus to see how my alumni donations are spend, this time they let me in....
This factory has always given me a chill, for years I thought I imagined it, and even then, it only existed in twilight's haze.
Huzzah new cycle shop, this one on Myrtle (it's news to me) I dig the old trim of the store's metal rims
15 minutes ago
Beautiful shots. Makes me homesick!
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