(tt) You have to get out of the brownstone ovens even if there is an air conditioner so the streets and parks are full of people playing and sitting and dogging. Tompkins Park is nearby so it drew me for a cooler.
On the way I passed a school with a playground fitted for skateboard stunting. One friendly kid noticed my Canon and with a certain conspiratorial pride drew out exactly the same model. "You go, man" "Why, thank you very much"
Here is Tompkins Park which is on Ave A at 10th St
This bird knew!
Half full or....?
A lot of parks have a dog run. They remind me of school playgrounds. There are bullies and show offs and wimps and proud parents and naughty kids. This one was auditioning for a modelling job.
The new tower at World Trade Centre is flying upward. It isn't quite the measure that New Yorkers will use to determine South from North when they emerge for a less than familiar subway station but it won't be long.
In the meantime the old sisters still haunt a few walls.
Along 10th there are some interesting flea stores and psychic parlours.
There was a thin layer of dust over these beauties. Mrs Ken looks like she is the last bride on earth.
Wonder what roadside this sign stood by. How many travellers did it guide? Was it a prop for a movie? I love knowing that this exact configuration will not be there tomorrow after they have cleared the sidewalk at the end of trading.
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