Looking up Broadway toward the old post office in what’s now City Hall Park. There’s something about seeing recognizable locations so completely different.. something very chilly, and I don’t mean the weather. Then as now everyone is wearing black.
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Open City #28
Matchbook
wigleaf (2 forthcoming)
Writing Site
A Bright Wall
In A Dark Room
Being John Malkovich
Bell, Book and Candle
and The Lady Eve
The Bourne trilogy
A Month in the Country
Our Daily Bread
Rear Window
Sequels, Series,
Adaptations
and Reboots
Starship Troopers
Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf
Most-viewed posts
Anti-epiphanies
late Flannery
laughing at Downfall
fine restaurant, cookie jar
fav fiction of the 00s
the spine of the story
Renminbi vs Yuan
la Folia
reading Grace Paley
must-not see TV
Old favs
the Gawker decade
she chose a quiet street
another continent
fever to tell
deconstruction of the fable
the iceberg revisited
like fashion it's a passion
you look really good in skirts
use an emdash today
her corporate fridays
