Reasons to Love New York, Part V

Random shit, er, public art, on the West Side Highway.


All I wanted to do was get to Chelsea Piers to hit some golf balls.  I did not need to be reminded that I live on the Island of Misfit Toys.

Then again, that’s sort-of why I love New York.  It’s never not an adventure.

(Throughout the month of June, I’ll be writing a series of New York-related posts, and/or inviting some friends to guest post about their New York experiences, to celebrate my eight years in New York City.)

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