Culture on the Cheap
A Little Holiday Cheer From East Williamsburg
I have a confession to make: today I woke up in a ROTTEN mood. I have no idea why. I just did. Perhaps it was pre-holidaze malaise? Who knows. Sometimes these things just happen. Anyhoo, I decided to shake off my surly attitude by going for a little walk. I’m glad I did, as it would appear I am not the only person with a chip on my shoulder.
You can always leave it the peeps over in good ol’ East Williamsburg to keep things real.
I call this shot “From Meserole Street With Love”.
The second sullen salvo of revolt I beheld today was to be found at 245 Frost Street (which, unlike many of its brethren, was busy at work today).
Sigmund Freud was once quoted as saying:
The first human who hurled an insult instead of a stone was the founder of civilization.
Welcome to civilization: the 245 Frost Street Condominiums.