Tag: staycation diaries
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The Silent Island
Coney Island in the fall is far different from its summer self. At least how I imagine it to be; I’ve never been at its peak. The boardwalk was empty. A man growled at me for taking pictures that weren’t even of him. A lone musician strummed his guitar, singing to no one. A lady…
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Brief Encounters Sans Manolos
I’d spent much of the day wandering the villages. As I walked from the West Village to Union Square to catch the NRQ, I chatted with Phil on the phone, bypassing plenty of promising visuals — a neat building here, a charming cafe there. My pictures from the day had been disappointing, and I didn’t…