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Walking from Danny's Brooklyn apartment to the subway. Even residential
apartments are many stories taller than most in Chicago. Graf is
in full effect, everywhere you look in Brooklyn and Midtown.
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Streets in lower Manhattan were dotted with farmers markets.
A pretty flower I found on the sidewalk nearby caught my interest.
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The elevated subway is no different from ours. But the seats are nice
shades of yellow orange.
Mike smiles across the street from Danny's apartment. |
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We had to see ground zero with our own eyes so we walked to the financial
district.
We were able to get within a block of the tragic site. People just
stood and stared. |
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The church nearby was completely covered with memorial. People lined
up to add their touch.
It amazes me to think of what a worldwide spontaneous collaborative
installation the memorials in nyc truly are. |
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Even far from the tragic site, snippets of respect and recognition
dotted the building walls and lined the sidewalks. |
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Alot of things I encountered on the streets were interesting.
There were certainly wonderful things scrawled on almost every wall.
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Mike and I slept at Danny's apartment.
Alex was moving all her stuff in so there wasn't much floorspace.
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In the morning, Danny led us around Manhattan. Amy decided against wearing the plastic-hanger skirt she plans to market.
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This first oven was discarded by someone on Danny's block in Brooklyn.
The night we returned to Chicago we found the second one outside our
next-door neighbor's house. ; ) |
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