Urban Fur: On The Waterfront
From Java Street.
The Word On The Street: BSA
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, The Word On The Street
From Banker Street.
Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: Metropolitan Avenue
Taken November 6, 2012.
New York Shitty Day Ender: Norman Avenue
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
One of the Garden Spot’s more colorful citizens voices his displeasure at the absence of Crosstown Local service. Or something. In any case, keep those signatures coming, north Brooklynites!
New York Shitty Video Du Jour: Metropolitan Avenue
Today yours truly, after a sleepless night, awoke to the realization she has a cold. Or maybe a sinus infection? Not that it really matters: both suck. BAD. Nonetheless, I drug my sorry self out to vote and upon:
- facing the option of listening to the Mister work from home (because there is neither G train service nor Ferry service) and
- realizing the bracing air was actually making my throbbing proboscis feel better, not worse I decided to take a walk.
And walk, I did. It was in Williamsburg I bore witness to something I felt worth documenting: a completely UNironic display of Southern rock:
Naturally, I had to being this to the attention of the Mister:
I just filmed a guy driving a truck, with all windows open, cranking Lynyrd Skynryd.
The Mister: In New York City?
Me: Yes. On Metropolitan Avenue in Williamsburg, no less. Granted, it was “Sweet Home Alabama”. If it had been Freebird I would have flashed my (excised) at him. For obvious reasons.
Truck drivin’ man, this post is dedicated to you!
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part IV: Help Orlando
Charles Le Brigand (AKA: Stephane Missier, whose coverage of the devastation in the Rockaways in the wake of Sandy has been nothing short of phenomenal) writes:
I was taking pictures in The Rockaways last Saturday when I met Orlando. Orlando Fernandez lost everything in the fire that took place after Hurricane Sandy tore through The Rockaways. The blaze destroyed an entire block on Rockaway Beach Blvd and burned down the apartment where Orlando was living with his wife and his two young daughters. He was renting a two bedroom apartment above a laundromat for the past 9 years. Rockaway “era un lugar hermoso, a beautiful place to live” before “Sandy came and destroyed everything” he said.
Orlando was standing stoic amongst the ruins of his vanished shelter pointing at his burnt belongings. “I am tired of crying, I don’t have tears anymore”, he said before picking-up his daughter’s coloring books.
“The city should have shut down the power” to avoid the flames; “firefighters did not arrived on time to save the building because of the flooding” he said. Sandy took away “my whole life, my wedding’s pictures, everything”.
Orlando and his family are safe and sound and dry and are living with a friend in Jackson Heights temporarily. But to this date, Orlando has no news from the owner of his house nor news from the insurance company.
Orlando NEEDS our help!
If you want to donate money, please visit the fundrazr page
If you want to donate blankets, clothes, food, water, milk for his daughters please contact me at charleslebrigand@gmail.comYou can also help by sharing or tweeting his story.
Thank you.
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