Photo Safari: Brooklyn Burns

Well, it is closer to what Cole Porter actually meant.

I love a good sunset-that-makes-a-building-look-like-it's-burning photo.

I'm afraid to learn why the *urinal* in the Poets House men's room has this kind of flushing mechanism.

After this winter, I've come to think of this sort of thing as "Tribeca lace." (It's from last week—it's probably safe to say there's no more ice up there.)

Made me laugh.

My partner says that no one but me would see anything dirty happening with those stick figures...

...but come on!!!


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