I like riding the train, but at this time of the year the long trek home on the F is loathsome. It sends me nodding off to sleep like a child. I'd been breaking up the F ride with a quick above-ground intermission, but this week I took more extreme measures: F to E, to G, with a coffee at Court Square along the way.
Late March, & by four the afternoon light flatters everything it falls upon. I walked by Five Pointz. Despite the savage whiteout, smudges of color still leaked through.
Nearby, these beautiful brutes.
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