C.C., of Animal Planet, watches passerby with a mixture of disdain and curiousity.
From South 4 Street.
C (who sent me the above photo) writes:
Former home of the William Taft, and a perfectly good laundromat. Then became the architect’s studio. Then nothing… until today, when both sides had major demolition going on inside. No permits. None. Zero. Zip. Zilch. Nada. Posted or on the DOB site.
I’m all for this space getting used for some useful commerce – or any commerce or small business – but I smell a rat.
Demolition without a permit? In Greenpoint? Say it isn’t so, C!
In all seriousness, this is hardly surprising but pretty darned disturbing given this building is landmarked. Anyone out there have the scoop on what is happening at this site? If so, please share via the comments. Thanks!
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Art
From Manhattan Avenue.
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Taken December 28, 2009.
From McGuinness Boulevard.
The number twelve is interesting for a number of reasons.
- There are twelve apostles.
- There are twelve months in a year.
- Twelve ounces is the usual amount of beer per can in any given six pack.
Unless you’re in Greenpoint. We kick it up a notch. Hence why I found the following item in my inbox from this, the twelfth month of this year, compelling.
Jay Lombard (who sent me the above photograph) writes in an email entitled Party in a phone booth:
Corner of Norman and Manhattan. It was either one really long conversation (long enough to consume a dozen bottles of alcohol) or 12 people had a party in this phone booth.
I’m guessing the previous— but given the Zeitgeist in the Garden Spot nowadays who’s to say? In any case I’d feel remiss if I didn’t close this post with the following George Thorogood classic.
From West Street.
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When I saw this downright elegant specimen on Dupont Street today I simply could not resist sharing it for all to enjoy. A new decade will upon us soon enough and you know what they say:
Out with the old and in with the new!
Nonetheless, I cannot shake the suspicion that Ikea had a hand in this forlorn love seat’s ignominious end.
This primer on P’s and Q’s comes courtesy of Hong’s Seafood Corporation.