From The New York Shitty Inbox: Live From 66 Clay Street
Laura Hofmann (who took the above photographs) writes today at 11:11 a.m.:
Hi Heather!
Mike & I smelled smoke and moments later there were lots of emergency vehicles at the corner of Clay & Manhattan. No one seemed to know what happened but someone was treated in an ambulance. And fireman were on top of the the three quarter house…
Yikes!
New York Shitty Photo Du Jour, Part II: Broken Windows
Filed under: 11222, Bloomblight, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
From 68 Clay Street.
New York Shitty Photos du Jour: Neighbor Of The Beast
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, The Natives Are Getting Restless
From Clay Street.
And Now A Word From Our Local 3/4 House
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Justice, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy
(Priceless)
Spotted At 1074 Manhattan Avenue: No Blablazo
This morning I was distraught to see that the El Blablazo tree pit, a pre-eminent piece of north ‘Point pride was no more. I asked a gentleman on the premises what gives. He explained to me that individuals from the Greenpoint Hotel and the adjoining 3/4 house had taken patronizing said seating late at night. They were becoming a nuisance (READ: loitering, leaving trash and drug paraphernalia for which the owner of 1074 Manhattan Avenue was fined by the Department of Sanitation) so they had no other choice but to remove it. Follows are a few images from the better days of El Blablazo.
The Beginning
Gearing Up For Christmas
Ready for July 4th
Goodbye…
LAST GASP: Live From Manhattan Avenue, Part II
(Or: Special Delivery)
As some of you have probably noticed earlier today I posted footage of a man who decided to sit in the middle of the street and block traffic. Well, shortly thereafter I noticed a couple of NYPD patrol cars canvassing the area. I am pleased to announce that as of 7:00 p.m. they got their man! Sort of.
I do not post this footage with the intent of criticizing the 94th Precinct. They have a job to do— and regrettably handling individuals who are clearly mentally ill has become one of their responsibilities. Rather, I have to wonder about the effectiveness of a rehabilitation facility— one which is funded in part by our tax dollars, I’ll add— when someone under their care requires a police motorcade to get back home. Clearly whatever this facility is doing is not working— and sadly it is probably only a matter of time before this man gets hurt.
LAST GASP: Letter From An Angry Neighbor
Filed under: Queens
It would appear that 66-68 Clay Street is but one of Mr. Deutchman’s 3/4 Houses. Special thanks goes out to Queens Crap for forwarding this to my attention.*
Miss Heather
*This chap had copied me on this email, but alas, he misspelled my name!
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