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zoestagg: You know there was color on the planet before the 1960s — the world wasn’t like when Gilligan’s Island suddenly switched from black & white to color — but seeing it somehow almost bends your brain. Here are a whole bunch of color photographs of NYC in the 1940s. The added spectrum makes it like a movie. Or yesterday. Faker and realer, simultaneously. As for a glimpse of today, Humans of New York. It’s a huge project of street portraits plotted on a map. The creativity of humans will never cease to delight, to teach, to bring us, to us. Yes, the internet pleases me, but what a magical time we live in — where anyone can see the past and the present, all in one place. Indeed, indeed.

zoestagg:

You know there was color on the planet before the 1960s — the world wasn’t like when Gilligan’s Island suddenly switched from black & white to color — but seeing it somehow almost bends your brain.

Here are a whole bunch of color photographs of NYC in the 1940s.

The added spectrum makes it like a movie. Or yesterday. Faker and realer, simultaneously.

As for a glimpse of today, Humans of New York. It’s a huge project of street portraits plotted on a map. The creativity of humans will never cease to delight, to teach, to bring us, to us.

Yes, the internet pleases me, but what a magical time we live in — where anyone can see the past and the present, all in one place.

Indeed, indeed.

(Reblogged from zoestagg)

dargelosny:

It is happening again- always happy to see the Twin Peaks truck outside the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

Best thing in Brooklyn ever.

(Reblogged from dargelosny)

West Side Redemption

Living not even a block from the Hudson River* during the winter months was stupidly harsh. I was once knocked back onto my heels, rocking, by a wind so mighty that women braced their children.

Now that it’s flirting with 90 and gonna straight up bed 97 on Thursday, I can’t tell you how wonderful it is to live just a few feet from a windy water’s edge.

Finally, west side redemption.

*Never Forget: Sully

The South Street Seaport area. Enjoyable. Muchly.

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Others follow.

So much of the joys of New York come from the social. The shared benches. The shared sandwiches. The shared cigarettes.

If you are lonely here, you are fully, utterly lonely.

It’s up to you. There are millions here for the taking. All you need do is ask.

Dear me, listen to this.

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It is simply no longer appropriate or safe for a horse drawn carriage to operate in congested, and often perilous midtown traffic.

NY State Senator Calls For A Carriage Horse Ban: Gothamist

I’ve seen where these horses are housed. It’s horrible. It’s a two story garage in Hell’s Kitchen. They are parked like cars, on top of one another. It looks hot and cramped and awful in every way. And that’s just where they “live.”

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“In my heart of hearts, I believe her that the officers did it,” juror Melinda Hernandez says. Not to be outdone, another female juror says she’s certain they were guilty.

“[Kenneth Moreno] raped her,” the unidentified female juror tells DNAinfo. “There is no doubt in my mind.”

“Rape Cop” Jurors: Moreno Definitely Raped Her, But “CSI Effect” Saved Him: Gothamist
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One Trick

One trick to New York is loving the neighborhood where you live. If you don’t, get out, whether you have to move, take the train or walk until your heels bleed.