Coney, on a Friday morning
Before Google there were these guys.
Straight out of one of my adventure books, I'd watch, mesmerized, as they use mysterious rays to penetrate the earth's surface seeking, in waning days and emptying beaches, a buried treasure.
Nora finally accepts a gift from Christo - I don't have much of an update this week on red-tails, Christo and Nora. Christo is still working on the nest in the Ginkgo in Tompkins Square. Nora has ...
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