Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Huron Street

When is a stripped, abandoned car that’s been left on the street for over a month not a stripped, abandoned car that’s been left on the street for over a month?

When it is called art! Note this is located across the from the defaced sex toy ads of infamy. You know folks, priorities.

To Protect & Serve

August 20, 2019 ·
Filed under: 11222, Fuck This Shit, Greenpoint, WTF 
Illegally posted adverts for bougie sex toys, Huron Street
“David” is 41 years old and has not figured this shit out yet, it would appear.
Also, his wife cannot speak for herself.
I find this impossible to believe, but it makes for good capitalism/”femvertising”. Before luxury vibrators were invented, women masturbated. With gusto, I assure you.

The nail which sticks out gets hammered down. — Japanese Proverb

Officer of the 94th Precinct taking photos of desecrated adverts for bougie sex toys.
He’s a hammer.

I define misogyny as social systems or environments where women face hostility and hatred because they’re women in a man’s world — a historical patriarchy.

I think most misogynistic behavior is about hostility towards women who violate patriarchal norms and expectations, who aren’t serving male interests in the ways they’re expected to. So there’s this sense that women are doing something wrong: that they’re morally objectionable or have a bad attitude or they’re abrasive or shrill or too pushy. But women only appear that way because we expect them to be otherwise, to be passive.

— Kate Manne, “What We Get Wrong About Misogyny”, VOX.com

This is Officer Chen. He’s a hammer too.

S 145.60 Making graffiti.

  1. For purposes of this section, the term “graffiti” shall mean the etching, painting, covering, drawing upon or otherwise placing of a mark upon public or private property with intent to damage such property.
  2. No person shall make graffiti of any type on any building, public or private, or any other property real or personal owned by any person, firm or corporation or any public agency or instrumentality, without the express permission of the owner or operator of said property.
    Making graffiti is a class A misdemeanor. — ypd.com
Handwritten advert on the same construction fence for a stoop sale, address given

These are interesting times we live in.

We have a self-admitted pussy grabber as Commander in Chief of this country. Donald Trump garnered votes as a consequence of this admission. His glib, degrading remarks about women were not seen as an abomination. Quite to the contrary: they were “plus” as far as his electorate is concerned.

On a hyper-local level, we have had a Commanding Officer, Pete Rose, who not only felt compelled to differentiate stranger rapes from those committed by persons known to the victims as “abomination rapes”* but voiced lack of concern over an uptick sexual assaults in the precinct under his command. I am sure if victims of date rape were consulted, they would vehemently disagree with Mr Rose’s analysis. If anything, the betrayal of trust from a person considered to be a friend, or even an acquaintance, is even more horrifying. The word “abominable”, as Rose used it, is applicable. Just as I am sure any woman unfortunate enough to be one of the statistics he casually shrugged off would agree with me when I write that any sexual assault is one too many.

In any case a demonstration came to pass, Mr. Rose apologized, and he was later promoted. Whatever came of the woman’s case is anyone’s guess. As is often the case in such situations, the person who the narrative should be about, the victim, was sidelined. This was not an accident.

This is how it works.

The 94th has a new commanding officer now. Some view this as significant, positive change. I for one do not. It is simply a different face on the same problematic entity. In the last 2 – 3 weeks I have referred no less than two women to our elected officials due to inability/unwillingness of the 94th Precinct to ensure the safety of women and take crimes against their persons seriously. These crimes include:

1. enforcing an order of protection and

2. acting in a timely, proactive fashion when a woman has been assaulted.

The above-mentioned fellow, who has been served an order of protection, has violated this order repeatedly. No less than three days in a row, the most recent being Saturday, August 17th. The police were called. They showed up. He was not arrested Saturday night. I know this because had he been arrested, he would have been jailed at the 94th Precinct— which is where I was until 5:00 am Sunday morning.

Interested now, gentle readers? I bet you are!

In the first half of this post I have given a few examples of how the police, the 94th in particular, take a rather glib if annoyed attitude about serving women who are victims of crime. As the “logic” of misogyny goes, this makes sense. Women are not to ask for things, much less be a pain in the ass, even if the matter at hand is their own safety. This is viewed as being nuisance. She doth protest too much.

Conversely, exactly what happens if a woman behaves in a manner upholders of patriarchy— and the police most certainly are that— find undesirable? Having a “bad attitude”, being “abrasive” or “pushy” as Ms. Manne put it? I have experienced this firsthand and let me tell you, it is wretchedly comical. Wretched because what underlies it is just that. Comical because, well, because advertisements for sex toys are at the center of this, my, story.

Which brings me back to the images gracing the beginning of this post. Let’s look at a few of these again, shall we?

This is the construction fence located at the northeastern corner of Manhattan Avenue and Huron Street. On it we have a handwritten advertisement for a stoop sale and paste-up advertisements for sex toys. Now let’s reference, again, the NYS legal definition of graffiti:

  1. For purposes of this section, the term “graffiti” shall mean the etching, painting, covering, drawing upon or otherwise placing of a mark upon public or private property with intent to damage such property.
  2. No person shall make graffiti of any type on any building, public or private, or any other property real or personal owned by any person, firm or corporation or any public agency or instrumentality, without the express permission of the owner or operator of said property.

Both the stoop sale advertisement and sex toy ads were placed on the construction fence. It is reasonable to assume neither of the parties responsible asked the owner of said fence for permission to do this. The first definitely qualifies as being graffiti. It should be noted, I attended this stoop sale. I did not see the police take up the matter of their act of graffiti— which they could have done quite easily because they listed their address.

The sex toy advertisements get a little murkier. They could qualify as graffiti. Personally, I think the DSNY’s “Posting and Graffiti” code** is more applicable (Can you tell I have lodged a lot of 311 complaints? I have!):

It is illegal for any person to paste, post, paint, print, nail, or attach or affix by any means whatsoever any handbill, poster, notice, sign, advertisement, sticker, or other printed material upon any curb, gutter, flagstone, tree, lamppost, awning post, telegraph pole, telephone pole, public utility pole, public garbage bin, bus shelter, bridge, elevated train structure, highway fence, barrel, box, parking meter, mailbox, traffic control device, traffic stanchion, traffic sign (including pole), tree box, tree pit protection device, bench, traffic barrier, city-owned grassy area adjacent to a street, hydrant, or other similar public item on any street. There is a rebuttable presumption that the person whose name, telephone number, or other identifying information appears on any handbill, poster, notice, sign, advertisement, sticker, or other printed material on any item or structure is in violation. Every handbill, poster, notice, sign, advertisement, sticker, or other printed material shall be deemed a separate violation. Anyone found to have violated this provision, in addition to any penalty imposed, shall also be responsible for the cost of the removal of the unauthorized postings.

Fine: $75­–$200 (1st Offense); $150–$300 (2nd and Subsequent Offenses)

So the question becomes exactly what happens when something is written on something which should not, legally, be there in the first place? Something that is a response to and placed upon that illegal item? A snarky, feminist response to femvertising/capitalism at that? One which suggests that maybe David’s wife is, of her own agency, getting sexual gratification elsewhere (e.g.; the mailman)? Or that another woman, “Nikki’s”, claim that she has never wanted to masturbate so much until “Dame” came into her life is bullshit? Now add the alleged critic/author of this commentary is a woman. Me.
Answer: the police don’t like that and they will throw you in jail for it.

Arguably, to make their case, the fine fellows at the 94th are going to have to contact “Dame” and ask if this is their property. If they want to make the case for “graffiti”, this is what they have to do. If so, and presuming “Dame” says “yes”, that would tantamount to them (Dame) admitting they sanctioned placing an advert on this fence illegally (READ: without the permission of the owner of said fence).

Is vandalizing what constitutes vandalism a crime? If so, is it worth enforcing? That’s what’s at play here. These are also questions folks who get frustrated by slow response times and apathy from the police should field to the 94th and their elected officials.

I think it is safe to say the more pressing issue, for Officer Chen, his comrades and what they uphold, is attitude policing. Putting an intransigent woman in her place. (It didn’t work, in case you have not noticed.)

After I was taken to the 94th my husband promptly called Ron Kuby. Ron Kuby called the 94th twice. No one would speak to him. But trust me, word definitely got around the “office”. I could see this quite clearly from the fish tank I was placed in. They were talking and they were looking.

Given the timeline I was provided (later, obviously), it is quite clear my treatment changed tremendously because Kuby made those calls. An officer came in and told me he’d be processing my “paperwork” to get out as quickly as possible. He would check in on me to make sure I was “comfortable”. “Comfortable” In a jail. For an alleged crime which is, from a legal standpoint, highly dubious at best. He also joked that he wanted me to give Kuby his info lest he ever “got in trouble”. Later the same-said officer asked if I wanted softer toilet paper when I asked to use the bathroom. (I refused it, lest anyone is curious.)

All in all, I was at the 94th from 10:00 pm Saturday morning until 5:00 am Sunday morning. Around 4:00 I got a companion in the manner of a rather intoxicated, but highly affable, fellow. He was brought in because— after being ejected from a bar by a bouncer for vaping and calling the police himself— he lost his temper and hit the bar’s window, cracking it. He simply wanted his backpack. This was still inside with his paycheck in it. The bouncer wouldn’t let him get it— interestingly/amusingly, he got it back when he was arrested.

He was quite vocal and, to the police, I am guessing, uncooperative. He refused to take off his shoelaces and roll down the cuffs of his pants. My presence probably prevented his ass from getting beat. They’re not gonna do that in front of white lady, after all. If that was my “purpose” for being there, so be it. I am good with that. Also, he turned out to be a really nice, if incredibly depressed, guy.

After the officers left I pointed to the writing on the wall— literal writing on the wall, made with a marker— stating no one is allowed shoelaces and belts.

So you can’t Epstein yourself .

I explained to him. He laughed and after that we had a long and enjoyable chat. He stated he was an avowed Communist. (I’d say he’s more an Anarcho Syndicalist, for what it is worth.)

I told him I am feminist and in that capacity, knowing damned well I was being recorded, outlined the sordid history this precinct has in regards to treating women (including what I have written here). He found it disgusting— because it is. I hope whoever was watching/listening in enjoyed my TED talk too.

When the officer brought in my paperwork and read it aloud, that I was being charged with “graffiti”, my new friend roared with laughter. Among other things he shouted:

I hope you wrote Fuck Trump!

I told my new friend it was a pleasure to meet him, that I hoped he’d get his situation sorted out and we’d see each other around in the neighborhood. He returned the niceties. They were sincere too.

When I collected my stuff at the front desk I was amused to see my bag was folded in a manner so as to conceal its “graphic”. This:

Yes, that is the President of the United States being urinated upon.
I highlighted the “urine stream” with glass beads because I am crafty that way.

After exiting precinct I said, loudly, “What a fucking joke”. Because this was (and is) a fucking joke. I walked home, called my husband and checked my messages. That’s when I learned the “resolution” of the matter regarding the fellow with the order of protection. You see, as I was conversing with Officer Chen and his comrade, a neighbor of the woman whose Order of Protection was being violated called the police (as is her right). She was messaging me when all of this went down. And she messaged me after my phone was taken by the police. Sadly— but not surprisingly— it played out in a predictable fashion:

I am sure the police snooping around my phone read this. Good.

NOTE: the fellow in question is banned from the entirety of Greenpoint. For nine years, I believe. He has violated this order repeatedly. The woman’s husband has called this stuff in. More than once. The police didn’t seem to have a problem with it either. I will leave you to interpret what that means. But I digress.

After I got home I noticed the woman whose order of protection this is was curious as to what happened. Did he get taken into custody? She voiced this on an online forum. I told her exactly what was told to me (above). Answer: no.

I also checked my photos on my phone. That’s when I noticed the photos I had taken of the officers I interacted with had been deleted. I took photos because I wanted to have their faces/names. I gave the phone to my spouse. He found them in the “trash” and restored them. My attorney has been apprised of this. He is taking up the matter with the CO of the 94th Precinct.

It is worth noting when I proofed the letter my attorney is drafting to the CO I noticed he had misspelled the arresting officer’s name. I sent him a blow up of the guy’s badge. From the photo he/the 94th deleted from my phone. My attorney was very amused by this. Still, it tells you why they delete this stuff, yes? Had the name on that letter been misspelled, most likely the police would simply blow it off.

I cannot honestly say I had any “teachable moments” from this interaction with the 94th. No revelations here, gentle readers. I got into this because I am a woman with an attitude who needed “correcting”. The police are, above anything else, cudgels to enforce patriarchy.

And with patriarchy comes white supremacy. I avoided being sent “downtown” because I am a white woman who is connected. Nonetheless, I am still just a woman and as such I learned the sanctity of advertising— even of the illegal persuasion— is more important than my presumptive right to “talk back”. It’s also more important than enforcing orders of protection and the like, it would seem. We’re along for the ride, ladies.

All police enforcement is selective enforcement. The police cannot pursue each and every crime allegedly committed here. They do not have the resources to do so. More importantly, they do not have the desire to do so. So they pick and choose according to their own caprice. That’s why I went to jail. It is also why the fellow violating the order of protection did not. I will leave to you, gentle readers, to deduce out why.

Postscript:

I chose to dust off the blog and write about my experience. I have simplified the timeline and events in the interest of brevity. I was offered to be connected to the New York Post (!) regarding my story (with the sex toy adverts) by my attorney, Ron Kuby. It’s certainly funny. The thing is my story is simply part of a much bigger and more important phenomenon. This being what women here experience in their dealings with the police. And those stories ain’t funny.

If any feminist reporters/activists/writers want to provide those women a platform/ear I would be very happy to connect you. Also, as I hope I have made clear, my (relatively) privileged status prevented me from experiencing the nastier aspects of police “enforcement”. Most folks are not so lucky. I realize this isn’t much, but, if any of you want to talk I am all ears. I’m here to listen. Only cooperation is going to end this shit. We’re in this together. Seriously.

Lastly,

If the police are thinking this post as an admission of guilt on my part, the answer is No sir. We’ll be seeing each other in court! And I know the police do watch what is posted on the Internet.

For this reason I have taken the liberty of turning off the comments for this post. I am in no way obligated lend an ear to those who wish to abuse me. More importantly, perhaps, I am sparing the NYPD/94th Precinct (further) embarrassment. You see, no less than 12 years ago I got detained (courtesy of the Patriot Act) for taking photos of Santas. Yes, fucking Santa Claus. I blogged about it. And some brain genius using a computer with an IP address attached to the NYPD registered to comment so as to post antagonistic comments. You can’t make this shit up. Cheers!

*This actually made it into the excellent book written by Kate Manne, “The Logic Of Misogyny”. Page 198, via footnote.

**Also applicable is the concept of “abandoned property”. Abandoned property belongs to no one and everyone. The 94th loves to use “abandoned property” as a justification to remove bicycles affixed to street signs and such. This is really funny given the fact they are attached to said fixtures with locks suggests they belong to someone.

Live From 20 Clay Street…

Anthony Lopez via the Real Deal nys

Also known as the (former) NuHart Plastics Factory, a Superfund site whose owner wishes to convert into yet another glass-riven slab of Brutalist luxury housing. Why let that blue chip property lay fallow when you can rent it out for a rave? I can assure you, gentle readers, that is what is precisely what is happening there presently.

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Per the lady who shot the above video footage:

…It’s unbelievable. The music didn’t start yet. Just haunted sounds. A resident’s decimeter hit 9… There’s a fire engine parked in the middle of Dupont St. Cars backing up onto Manhattan Ave, cop cars around on Franklin & Clay, not that it’s stopping the crowd from smoking weed on the line…

Mind you, this event has only begun. And of course I had more than my two cents to say about this shitshow via the rather massive email string which is accumulating in my inbox. On that note, I leave you with this…

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Good times.

UPDATE, 12:34 am, November 1: This “party” is apparently getting shut down. I have been told our City Councilman, Steve Levin, is present, along with a Fire Marshal.

And now a message from our City Councilman…

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Update, 1:05 am November 1st, 2015: Here’s touching video footage of the first wave of inebriated and swindled party-goes slogging it to the G train.

Happy Halloween.

Photo Credit: Anthony Lopez via The Real Deal.

Video Credit: Laura Hoffman.


From The New York Shitty Inbox: And Now A Word From The 94th Precinct

September 30, 2015 ·
Filed under: 11222, Criminal Activity, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

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Via an anonymous tipster:

The New York City Police Department is asking for the public’s assistance in locating a male wanted in connection with a forcible touching that occurred at approximately 0300 hours on Wednesday, September 23, 2015 at the intersection of Freeman Street and Manhattan Avenue in the confines of the 94 Precinct.

A 37-year-old female victim was walking her dog when the suspect approached her and grabbed her buttocks. The suspect then walked away but returned and had a physical altercation with the victim before fleeing on foot.

The suspect is an Hispanic male, 5’8″, 200 lbs, wearing blue hooded sweatshirt, and blue jeans.

See attached video (captured after the first assault, and before the physical altercation).

Anyone with information is asked to call Crime Stoppers at (800) 577-TIPS (8477). The public can also submit their tips by logging onto Crime Stoppers’ website at www.nypdcrimestoppers.com or by texting their tips to CRIMES (274637), then enter TIP577.

All calls are strictly confidential.

Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Live From Transmitter Park

August 28, 2015 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

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BK Barge Bar cropped

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Those of you who were wondering what the ruckus (replete with police helicopter) was this morning, a fellow was seen floating and was retrieved from the East River. I was told one of two things happened:

  1. He was swimming.
  2. He was found floating, a woman called 911 and he was rescued

Regardless, the good news is:

  • He is alive.
  • We have not had rain recently, so his risk of exposure to typhus, cholera and other nastiness from the nearby CSO (Combined Sewer Overflow) is probably reduced.

Lest you were not aware, gentle readers, there is a CSO on the premises of the Brooklyn Barge Bar.

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See that green sign at the right? These are used to indicate the location of a CSO. (Those who are curious, can see a larger image of it here.) Now let’s take a closer look at one of the previously featured photos on this post…

BK Barge Bar cropped again

As you can see this sign has been removed. For those of you who may be wondering, this has been brought to the attention of the proper agency/agencies. They did not remove this sign (or the CSO it marks for that matter). So now the question is who did?

Happy Friday!

Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: What Is Wrong With This Picture?

August 13, 2014 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

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After about a minute or two they opt to turn on the roller balls!

As spied and captured today at 2:10 pm  on Manhattan Avenue. If this parking “space” looks vaguely familiar to you, gentle readers, it is because the “parking space” in question is a ticket trap of choice hereabouts.

Of course I suppose this may only apply to folks who park in the correct direction. This one’s for Sheryl Yvette. She just happened to bump into none other that NYPD Commish Bill Brattan last Friday. What’s more, she took a photo!

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About this encounter she writes:

I was on 2nd Ave, waiting at the light at 57th St. I see a double parked SUV directly ahead of me, on the other side of the light, so I know I have to go around it when I get there. The light turns green. As I’m approaching, a big suited guy opens the rear passenger door – into oncoming traffic, mind you – and into the path I’m headed – and lets in none other than NYPD Commissioner Bratton. I had a cab right next to me and nowhere to go so I had to stop. Naturally I took a photo…

oh make sure to mention that they were double parked in a “sharrow” – which, if you don’t know what that is, wikipedia explains them like so: “This marking is placed in the center of a travel lane to indicate that a bicyclist may use the full lane.” It’s supposed to be a visual cue to drivers that cyclists are likely to be there. You can see it in the photo – the painted sharrow. Thanks #mynypd!

Happy Wednesday!

Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Water Tower

March 15, 2014

March 20, 2014

As you can see, gentle readers, something has come to pass in the last few days. Follows are a few thoughts:

  1. This is one of my favorite landmarks in Greenpoint. In fact one of my all time favorite photos I have ever taken is of this water tower.
  2. This pisses me off. Big time.
  3. I suspect a number of the folks reading this list agree with the previous two points.
  4. Some may find prodigal penises (penii?) hanging from telephone lines offensive. I respect their opinion. However, let’s face facts: a. it does not entail destruction of property b. it is not taking a crap on someone else’s culture.
  5. I do hope an effort will be made to restore this flag to its previous state.
  6. I want each and every one of my fellow north Brooklynites to remember this the next time certain pillars of our community extoll upon the benefits of the tourism economy. Straight up: vandalism of this variety is not perpetrated by folks who live hereabouts. Rather, it is the handwork of those who reside outside the community and as such do not treat it with the same level of care and respect as residents do. Or at least this is the only plausible reason/excuse I can find for this.
  7. Any/all “news outlets” which see fit to run with this news item: remember to cite www.thatgreenpointblog.com!

Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Java Street Pop-Up Park

November 3, 2013 ·
Filed under: 11222, Criminal Activity, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Wow, WTF 

Geese

geese and barbed wire

Ever had one of those moments when a something— let’s say gut instinct— tells you:

Something has changed here.

Well, I had one such moment today while visiting the Java Street Pop-Up Park.

Java Street Pop-Up Park November 3 2013

No gentle readers, I am not making reference to the fence which has found its way into the East River. That came to my attention on October 8th. No, this is something else.

Something Is Missing

There used to be something here as I recall. A park bench, perhaps?

Park Bench

Why yes, that’s what was there!!! I wonder where it went?

Park Bench Taking A Dip

Oh, I see it has joined its friend the fence for a dip in the East River.

Man Overboard

Impressive. But of course, I doubt this would have been possible had the fence been repaired in a timely fashion. But it wasn’t—- so now we have this vision to greet visitors disembarking from the East River Ferry. I am certain it will work wonders for our burgeoning tourism industry.

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I imagine it is only a matter of time before a goose gets hurt on the barbed wire on said fence. For all I know this may have happened already. It’s not like they have the ability to call 911…

From The New York Shitty Inbox: Live From Manhattan Avenue

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I have received word from an eyewitness (who sent me the above photo) that a fellow is turning himself in has been apprehended regarding the rape which recently came to pass in front of 198 Java Street. This was confirmed by a very brave person instrumental in making this happen. Presently they are awaiting the NYPD’s SVU to arrive. Does this mean the fellow is guilty? Absolutely not. This remains to be determined. However, this does demonstrate that the NYPD Hate Crimes Unit is taking this downright disgusting crime very seriously.

From The New York Shitty Inbox: A Dispatch From Frost Street

gothamistscI am certain a number of folks reading this tome are familiar with the item Gothamist posted recently about an attorney having what can be best described as an alcohol-fueled melt-down in Williamsburg. Those of you who are not in the know can become so by clicking here.

In any case, I found the incident downright uncanny as something very similar happened— also in Williamsburg— twenty four hours later. A doppelganger, if you will. I’m guessing the 94th had a very busy weekend— but I digress. My tipster writes on Sunday, June 2nd:

It isn’t Even hot yet and people are nuts. Whackjob… flipped out cross the street last night. 30’s white dude with braided bracelets was kicking and punch the shit out of somebody elses car. Then lays down on the sidewalk crying. Hell-o 94th! Sad, nobody loves him and he is mad about it. Really nice young Polish cop came. I liked seeing a cop in his own hood.

As it was explained to me by another witness this fellow managed to inflict several thousand dollars worth of damage to this defenseless motor vehicle before passing out on the sidewalk.  And passed out on the sidewalk he conveniently remained until our Finest arrived. Upon being awakened next to his “handiwork”— I want to make this perfectly clear— this chap apparently had enough wits about him to deny any wrong-doing.

Yup. Methinks we’re in for an interesting summer north Brooklyn. On a related note, this evening the monthly meeting of the 94th Precinct Community Council will come to pass at the Church of Ascension’s Parish Hall. NOTE: this will be the last meeting until September.

94th Precinct Community Council Meeting
June 5, 2013 starting at 7:00 p.m.
Church of the Ascension’s Auditorium
122 Java Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222

Cheers!

 

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