After watching Mr C pedal-glide through New York and only run into a taxi once I might have to get a bike this week. Sheldon won't know cos I'll hide it in the basement.
So here is the journey to and from the flics
From 8th Ave
You may recall a post we made about the infamous Triangle Shirt Waist Fire. This week marked the 100th anniversary of the tragedy and here are some tributes on the very spot where over 50 people landed after having plunged from the engulfed eight floor workshop.
Painted facade on a street off La Guardia Place
A very elaborate chic reader at the east end of Houston
Looking east up Carmine
Because it was so so cold there were no diners at the outside tables of these 7th Ave eateries. So here they are as the designer would have wanted them...unsullied by the human bum.
Here are the sculptures in the little park on the corner of 7th Ave and Christopher St
And the Duplex nightspot with street stalls
Stonewall Square markets
And who did I hope to see before I got home?
Mr C!! The sublime one!!!!
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