Front Street and Peck Slip

Looking out from Jack’s Stir Brew Coffee (home of an amazing oversized homemade Oreo). Across the street, an inscription in stone turns out to be a quote from Moby Dick:

Circumambulate the city of a dreamy Sabbath afternoon. Go from Corlears Hook to Coenties Slip, and from thence, by Whitehall, north-ward. What do you see?—Posted like silent sentinels all around the town, stand thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. Some leaning against the spiles; some seated upon the pierheads; some looking over the bulwarks of ships from China; some high aloft in the rigging, as if striving to get a still better seaward peep.

Enjoy the long weekend!