Monday, January 2, 2012

Olde New York

There's places like this that remind me of the old New York. Is it the chipped paint? The darkness? Or some quiet. Getting back from the site in the Bronx late with Natalie. We walked from the south end and found an opening in the fence where we hoped to get over to the north woods, but instead got trapped in the never ending meadow of a golf course, as there wasn't another opening.
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