Taken by Axel Taferner.
Taken by Luis Peralta.
Filed under: New York City
Taken by Rommel Parada.
Filed under: 10033, The Word On The Street, Washington Heights, Washington Heights Manhattan
Taken September 17, 2014.
Filed under: 11206, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Street Art, The Word On The Street
Taken by Scoboco.
Filed under: 11106, 11211, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Gentrification, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Fur, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
A fulsome feral fella from Judge Street.
A pampered pussy just down the block.
Garfield in bondage via a truck grill a little further down. Maujer Street, methinks.
Naturally I had to check in on my favorite feral cat Callie. So I headed east on Meserole Street. Therein I discovered the “Cat Hotel”!
Alas, neither she nor her “friend” Peter were to be found. However, her on-again/off-again companion from across the street was holding court.
He’s one handsome— and thankfully ear-tipped— fellow.
And last, but hardly least, this lass.
She put on quite a show for yours truly— and in return got ample rubbins!
Filed under: 11211, Gentrification, Hooliganism, Street Art, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
As discovered across the street from the Atlantic Attic vintage shop.
(Taken September 18, 2014.)
Filed under: 11206, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, The Word On The Street
Taken September 18, 2014.
Filed under: 11206, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Street Furniture, Urban Artifact
1. Time Warner employee sex at the Newtown Creek Nature Walk.*
2. Some blue chip public urination at Graham Avenue’s B43 bus stop thrown in for good measure
Yes, gentle readers, I’d say things are hoppin’. So much so I lament not seeing my share of the action. Obviously I have been not at the wrong place at the right time. I shared my disappointment with my public urination tipster. To wit, he/she replied:
Awwww Heather. I just know there’s an exposed penis out there for you too. And I bet when you see it, it’ll be the longest one of all.
Today it finally happened— in a manner of speaking. Thankfully it did not involve lewd public acts and I actually had the choice of looking— or not. Read on!
Ever had the feeling you’re being watched? Today while strolling along Stagg Street I did.
Sure enough I was right. So help me, but I can swear this fellow was beckoning me to come closer.
So I did.
As you can see my new friend is, to use vulgar parlance, “pitching a tent”. Let’s go in!
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an Angel! in apprehension HOW LIKE A GOD!
— William Shakespeare, emphasis mine— Ed. Note.
I can only imagine what the provenance of this item is. A remnant of some hitherto unknown bacchanalian Industrial Business Zone ritual, perhaps?
Here’s looking at you, kid…
Closing on a somewhat related note, your’s truly discovered and acquired a most fascinating product recently. I present without further ado, Peni Fresh!
Actually I acquired a few bars— much to the amusement of the staff at said deli/grocery. One was a birthday present (said birthday boy was present), the others will be stocking stuffers. The holiday season will be upon us soon enough and let’s face facts: nothing says “Good will toward your fellow man” quite like telling them, however subtly, that they need to wash their tackle. I have yet to discern exactly what is meant by “TUTTI-FRUITTI” flavor. Methinks I’ll leave that task to Ralphie. Those of you who want to upgrade your mere dingus to a dicksicle, methinks I have found the product to make it happen. Cheers!
Peni Fresh: the Freshmaker!
*surveillance footage of which was requested by and is apparently making the rounds through the Newtown Creek Monitoring Committee!
(Taken September 18, 2014.)