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The Odour of Chastity

Domingo Zapata at 1 Times Square. Is anyone looking up? Tuesday morning started dull and grey, warm to almost muggy, eventually clearing.  After breakfast I walked over to the NY Public Library for the J D Salinger exhibit.  Never before…

Across 110th Street

The Bronx is up. The Battery is down and the Bronx is up. I was thinking about that days ago. I was thinking about that when Criterion streamed a restored version of On The Town (Frank Sinatra bored, Comden and…

Substance is Style

So it goes; another spectacular trip down. Spettacolare. Didn’t ever post any pics of the Yard hotel, bar and restaurant common areas. Bric a brac meets shabby chic meets a reactionary aversion to minimalism meets hoarding meets collectible obsession. Hats…

Old News & Other Oxymorons

We checked into a quirky hotel in Milan. Make of it what you will, it’s not run of the mill. Rooms have a theme; ours is hunting lodge. Go figure It’s enough to make you go ethical vegan. We have…

Sunshine Enough to Spread

We decided to go to the beach.  But which beach?  SS found a decent lido nearby with a website; they had a bar graph which showed typical client traffic, hour by hour, in real time.  At 8 a.m. on a…

Changing of the Guard

Namaste Nardo. Nakemiin Nardo. Nagemist Nardo. When you really think about it, nothing happens when the guards change; the same uniforms, the same job descriptions, the same duties, one sentry called Oliver is replaced by another called Charlie replaced by…

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