humor
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Manspreading on the M Train
This couple has been together a long time, I’m guessing.
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Roberto’s Flat Fix, Brooklyn
Roberto’s Auto Repair on Eastern Parkway in Brooklyn seemed so happy. Yellow! And the pink building behind it. I think this scene is great.
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Bye Bye, Balon
Another cozy, romantic New York bar bites the dust.
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Just Off Madison
I came across these two well-dressed gentlemen several times during an evening of gallery hopping called “Just off Madison” (billed as an Open House of American Art at Private Art Dealers) on the Upper East Side.
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Busking in the G Line Station
I love this guy! He’s amazing.
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I’m walkin’ here…
I try not to be impatient (ok, who am I kidding..) but geez, It’s crowded here. With so many people in this city, we have some unwritten ‘rules.’ Train etiquette, for example. No smelly food. No stopping at the top of the stairs to see where you are..get outta the way. And Stand Clear of…
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You’ll Never Walk Alone (ok, maybe sometimes..)
The year my dad moved out, my mom gave me one pair of wool pants for Christmas. Of course, being a kid, I was utterly disappointed, but I figured we didn’t have much money. I didn’t want to be ungrateful. We lived in a small, old house on a block with other old houses. There…
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Blue Moon Hotel, NYC
Couldn’t resist this cute place. Just as I snapped the pic, this guy walked by. He was perfect for this illustration.
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Music in the Park
Washington Square Park usually has some kind of music. These guys set up on the path one summer day and played a long set.
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Let Us Merge
I got an email from someone in Minnesota the other day about driving in the Twin Cities. He sent an article on road construction and the art of merging from two lanes to one. I laughed out loud, remembering the scourge of the Minnesota driver. “Remember the zipper merge,” the article states. “Use both lanes…
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Clowns Among Us
The news is making me crazy lately. Apparently it’s affecting other people too, because lately I see a lot of women dressed as clowns. At least I think they’re clowns, I can’t be sure. They seem self assured and they don’t have clown hair, but there’s something about them…it’s a fashion thing. I remember…
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Spending the day with 200,000 new friends
“You gotta come!” my son-in-law pleaded, referring to the big women’s march down Fifth Avenue to Trump Tower. Frankly, I was planning to be in solidarity with my sisters from the comfort of my cozy apartment. I was not really interested in standing in the cold. And, even as a child of the ’60s, I…
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Monday in New York
11:00 AM I love New York! Especially the subways. The train stations are so varied, some scary and filthy, others bright and white with beautiful mosaic work. And that distinct New York City station smell; the dormant, putrid concoction, intensified by excessive and oppressive heat. What is it? Piss, vomit, mold, rotting vermin corpses? But each…
