Tag Archives: New York

Shimmering Manhattan

Yesterday, I had to replace my Mac AirPort (a dinosaur, which suddenly crapped out after 7 years of faithful service), and then I was going to meet friends for drinks at the legendary Algonquin Hotel. There’s an Apple store in … Continue reading

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New York Collage: I Get Around

The Flatiron Building On the side of a bar, on 9th Avenue. It was around 8:30 in the morning when I took this picture. Altogether too early for this level of nonsense. On the side of a bus, careening across … Continue reading

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His Name Was Rico. He Wore a Diamond.

The ATM at the Copacabana, 47th Street, New York, NY.

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The Books: Essays of E.B. White, “Here Is New York”

Next book on my essays bookshelf: Essays of E. B. White New York is one of the most evocative of cities. You could fill a library with works addressing its particular charms/annoyances/character. Like Paris, it exists as a symbol, as … Continue reading

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The Books: Essays of E.B. White, “Good-bye to Forty-eighth Street”

Next book on my essays bookshelf: Essays of E. B. White Growing up, E.B. White’s children’s books, Charlotte’s Web, Trumpet of the Swan and Stuart Little were hugely formative influences. I read them over and over and over again. I … Continue reading

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49th and 7th

A bit of an anxious day yesterday. A billboard like this one is almost visibly relaxing.

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Storm

Nothing like New York when a storm approaches. Yesterday the air was muggy and thick. I walked uptown to the screening room, and started feeling whooshes of cold air careening in from the west. Storm a-coming. The light was ominous … Continue reading

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The Flatiron Building

Yesterday was such a beautiful spring day. I walked downtown to meet a friend in Union Square. It was sunny and cool, with a nice spring wind. I had gotten a lot done this weekend in my writing projects. I … Continue reading

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2+2=5

I know I’m reading a lot of totalitarian literature when I see the following gigantic billboard of Ray Liotta on the corner of 42nd and 8th and immediately think: I love Big Brother.

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“Where the underworld can meet the elite … Forty-Second Street!”

I came out of a screening last night and it was a little past 8 p.m. It was still light out, the first time I’ve really noticed how the days are getting longer. As I walked across 42nd Street, the … Continue reading

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