I'm still walking and still regularly posting photos — I'm just working through a big backlog right now. See below for the latest posts. (The dates on the posts are the dates I took the pictures.) The progress map linked at right is up to date, by the way, even though the photos aren't.
The wide block of 109th Street between 2nd and 3rd Avenues serves as the playing field for the East Harlem Stickball League. In 2005, the block was named in honor of the Stickball Hall of Fame, which has since found a permanent home on 123rd Street. This is now the second street we've seen named after stickball; the first was Stickball Boulevard in the Bronx.
This is the Manhattan Grit Chamber (whose Hurricane Sandy high-water mark we saw on a previous visit), sibling of the Bronx Grit Chamber. From the NY Times:
The best places to see the celebrated products of New York — its Broadway talent, its skyscraper architecture — are well known.
But the best place to see Manhattan's byproducts — what is stuffed down its sinks, flushed down its toilets and washed from its gutters — cannot be found in tour guides. There is perhaps no better vantage point than the Manhattan Grit Chamber, which strains solids from much of the borough's sewage as it flows underground to the Wards Island Wastewater Treatment Plant. . . .
"We get a lot of turtles and fish. . . . We've had a canoe come in here; it got caught on the screen. We've had pieces of telephone poles, Christmas trees. Oh, you name it — mattresses, dead dogs. We got a live dog once."
A guy who works here was standing outside when I walked by. He told me nothing too crazy has washed in lately, other than the 50 bucks he found not long ago.
This is a tribute to Derek M. Armstead, a.k.a. Bloodshed, a local Harlem rapper who died in a car accident (driving the BMW pictured above) in 1997. Bloodshed performed in a group called Children of the Corn alongside his cousin Cam'ron (whom we've previously seen in the Clipse video featuring the former Obama Fried Chicken restaurant in East Flatbush/Brownsville), Ma$e, Big L, and McGruff. The lyrics on the left side of the mural, Bloodshed's contribution to a Children of the Corn song entitled American Dream (audio, lyrics), seem to have been excised of some objectionable content (close-up).
Note also the (presumably) stolen shopping cart locked to a bike rack.
Named after Central Park's co-designer Frederick Law Olmsted (closer look), this minimalist sled is the ninth annual snow buggy created by this guy and his friends.
is what this guy called the thing he's riding.
Thanks to the predicted apocalyptic wrath of Winter Storm Juno, schools were closed today and many people stayed home from work. When the storm turned out to be far less severe than expected, there were suddenly a lot of people with some rare weekday free time looking to take advantage of the season's first substantial snowfall. A sizable contingent of them flocked, sled in hand, to this spot in Central Park, just northwest of the Conservatory Garden. In addition to the crowd you see in the background of this shot, there were also groups gathered out of frame to the left and right, and kids were chaotically bombing downhill from all three directions, often inadvertently colliding in the center at surprisingly high speeds. No one seemed to mind getting clobbered though; I guess everyone was bundled up in enough layers to absorb most of the impact.
At center is the Charles A. Dana Discovery Center, Central Park's newest building, completed in 1993 here on the shore of the Harlem Meer. To its left is the Lincoln Correctional Facility and to its right are the twin towers of Schomburg Plaza.
Mount Neboh Baptist Church, formerly the Roman Catholic Church of Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal and originally the synagogue of Congregation Ansche Chesed, is perhaps the only house of worship in the city to have served as a full-time home to Jews, Catholics, and Protestants.
(I would argue that the other church mentioned here as having served all three faiths, St. Ann's Armenian Catholic Cathedral, doesn't really count. For one thing, it no longer exists: its sanctuary was demolished in 2005, leaving only the facade standing. But even before that, the original sanctuary used by the Protestants and the Jews was itself demolished and replaced with a new one by the Catholics, so the three faiths never actually worshiped under the same roof.)
The First Church of Illumination "began in 1922 as a chapel for the Rosicrucians".
Faded tushies sharing space with the Rite Aid. Check out the video on their website for an insightful meditation on humanity's eternal question: "How does my butt look?"
At this point, it's an established fact that the Royal Kingbee's territory has expanded well beyond the borders of the Bronx in the last couple of years, largely onto the walls of Rite Aids in Manhattan and Brooklyn. (He also established an early outpost at an East Village hair salon at least as far back as May 2009.) Here we have even more evidence of his growing pharmaceutical empire.