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is that?

Brooklyn has tourists! They are looking at a big metal sidewalk map and the buildings on Court Street. Those of us who live here full-time are not moved by the architecture; we are more concerned with the spring weather. One minute it’s hot, the next it’s chilly.

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Two weeks ago the hurricane hit. Parts of Dumbo are fine; other places, windows are boarded up. Basements are still drying out and on some blocks piles of trash bags are 10 feet high.

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The late afternoon sun bounces off the correctional facility and what might be the borough’s longest street name, when it’s hyphenated like that: Boerum Place – Brooklyn Bridge Boulevard.

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Are you thinking what I’m thinking? No, thanks, I’ll find my lunch elsewhere! The other side of the truck, the serving side, looks a little nicer. The truck’s specialty is crepes, but no one was buying any while I was watching.

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The screams from the Cyclone riders are background noise when you’re out at Coney. Saturday the energy level was cranked up extra-high: first there was the Mermaid Parade in the afternoon, and in the evening the minor league baseball team, the Cyclones (the Mets’ “A” league team), had their first home game of the season.

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Prospect Park was a scene out of the Museum of Natural History yesterday. Lifelike mallards were “swimming” around in the indigenous grasses while humans safely viewed them from the other side of the glass.

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So much Jello

Wow, I guess people eat this. I assumed that since I left Jello behind in childhood, everyone else had, too, even today’s kids, with their sophisticated palates. What do I know? Jello appears to be doing bang-up business, and it’s on sale at the grocery store this week.

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wash me

On the back of the truck:  1) Tiocfaidh ár lá, which means “Our day will come” in Irish, and 2) a shamrock with ITALIA written on the leaves and USA in the middle. How it all connects is anyone’s guess. Tiocfaidh ár lá was a slogan used by militant Irish Republicans in the 1980’s and was the last line in hunger striker Bobby Sands’ prison diary. (I’ll see the movie by artist Steve McQueen when it’s on video.) The urge to express oneself must be pretty strong when it means tracing a finger through a the grime on a truck.

P.S. I took this picture in Manhattan, but it was so much in the spirit of brooklynpix (an interesting sight, five minutes of research) I decided to include it here.

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coffee cup

The Greek-style coffee cup is quintessential New York, but with fewer Greek coffee shops and more only coffee shops around, they are not as common as they once were.* This 75-cent specimen came from the Luncheonette, which I wrote about late January, next to the Smith and 9th Street subway station.  Though on the small side, the coffee was pretty good. I’d go back again.

* MOMA sells a ceramic version of this cup. A nice, environmentally correct souvenir, it will bring much pleasure.

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Steamed

steam

In NYC, manholes allow excess steam and vapor to escape the pipes below. Steam, along with the yellow cab, have come to visually symbolize New York, as every low-budget filmmaker knows. If you happen to be one, I’d recommend the full atmospheric effect – a nighttime shot with the cab driving through the billowing steam.

As we know from recent experience, a really cold day = more steam coming from the manholes.

steam diagram

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