Thursday, October 30, 2014

Sixth Street and Berry Street (Brooklyn)


“When I am visiting other places around the world, they may strike me as lovelier, more orderly, more sensually alluring, what have you, but something is missing. I feel a thinning of the reality oxygen. When I am in New York, however, I feel up against the tragic and the sublime. The substance of life, in all its stimulating potential for grimness, grandeur, and folly, is conveyed to me by these very streets, these buildings, these surroundings.” —from “To Live and Die in New York” by Phillip Lopate, in Never Can Say Goodbye

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