Cafe Cito Bogota
The Karate Krishna
The following are three phrases I use with unusual frequency in Greenpoint:
- What the fuck?
- Oh my.
- Who the hell did this?
Yesterday I asked myself the above two questions, dear readers. What’s more, they were both answered in the course of a mere thirty minutes. It all started with the following objet de arte on Norman Avenue.
What the fuck?
At 2:30 p.m. I found this tricked-out five wheeler tethered to a steel gate which graces one of Greenpoint’s more interesting edifices: 177 1/2 Norman Avenue.
Obviously the owner of the aforementioned cart (and presumably the decorator of the above window) likes:
- George W. Bush
Especially America and Karate.
Who the hell did this?
I have asked myself the above question many times as I have gazed upon the this building. And on November 5, 2007 at 3:00 p.m. I finally received an answer.
The kind of guy who totes his painfully adorable children in a customized kiddie coach while beating a star-shaped tambourine at the intersection of Manhattan Avenue and Norman, that’s who.