They got cars big as bars They got rivers of gold But the wind goes right through you It´s no place for the old When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve You promised me broadway was waiting for me You were handsome you were pretty Queen of new york city when the band finished playing they yelled out for more Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing We kissed on a corner Then danced through the night.  Pogues “Fairytale of New York” [broadway & 47th]
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They got cars big as bars 
They got rivers of gold 
But the wind goes right through you 
It´s no place for the old 
When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve 
You promised me broadway was waiting for me 
You were handsome you were pretty 
Queen of new york city when the band finished playing they yelled out for more 
Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing 
We kissed on a corner 
Then danced through the night. 

Pogues “Fairytale of New York”

[broadway & 47th]

Shoplifting, squatting, sabotage, graffiti…these are the little victories; they do not win us control over our lives, simply more breathing room. We need the possibility of escape as surely as we need hope; without it the life of the cities would drive all men into crime or drugs or psychoanalysis. Edward Abbey Desert Solitaire [Delancey & Forsyth]
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Shoplifting, squatting, sabotage, graffiti…these are the little victories; they do not win us control over our lives, simply more breathing room. We need the possibility of escape as surely as we need hope; without it the life of the cities would drive all men into crime or drugs or psychoanalysis.

Edward Abbey Desert Solitaire

[Delancey & Forsyth]

You know the movement seems to soothe meAnd the tempo takes controlAnd I lose my blues when the New York City rhythm fills my soulIt’s the New York City rhythm runnin’ through my lifeThe poundin’ beat of the city’s streets that keeps my dreams aliveI’m lost, I’m found, I’m up, I’m down but somehow I survive Barry Manilow “New York City Rhythm”  [the F]
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You know the movement seems to soothe me
And the tempo takes control
And I lose my blues when the New York City rhythm fills my soul
It’s the New York City rhythm runnin’ through my life
The poundin’ beat of the city’s streets that keeps my dreams alive
I’m lost, I’m found, I’m up, I’m down but somehow I survive

Barry Manilow “New York City Rhythm” 

[the F]

New York is an arrogant city; it has always wanted to be all things to all people, and a surprising amount of the time it has succeeded. It has always been a city of commerce, and the values of commerce have tended to supercede other values. There is no pretense here of excessive gentility, and the rush was always to the new, the large, the prosperous, the fashionable. Paul Goldberger [70th & York] [shout out to fellow Montclair-ite Bobbi Brown!]
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New York is an arrogant city; it has always wanted to be all things to all people, and a surprising amount of the time it has succeeded. It has always been a city of commerce, and the values of commerce have tended to supercede other values. There is no pretense here of excessive gentility, and the rush was always to the new, the large, the prosperous, the fashionable.

Paul Goldberger

[70th & York] [shout out to fellow Montclair-ite Bobbi Brown!]

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