I do my best to mix the big walls of text with posts full of photos. I took a stroll around the old neighborhood (Chelsea), and hit a few galleries, before walking crosstown on one of my favorite backstreets, 25th.
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Winter Line
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Brillo Box
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Diana Thater, Science, Fiction
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Toward the Hudson
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High Line
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Jiri Georg Dokoupilupil
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25th
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Ave. A
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New York: the city that entertains at every corner.
I feel old skool today. Here is some nineties shit:
Big and Kim--fuck Faith, Kim has always been the sh*t and when she comes to Brooklyn people trip, parades, everyone out to see the Queen B.
Big and Method Man, which has my one of my all-time favorite quotable: "I spit on your grave and I grab my Charles Dickens, bitch."
Kurupt (from Philadelphia) could really flow, and this is one of his best, especially that second verse!
I'm not a big fan of
Tupac, at all, but I do love this video, and I'm headed to LA sometime in the near future. so, nostalgia.
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