This little shack contains a valve chamber for a city water supply tunnel running hundreds of feet beneath the surface, bringing in water from the Catskill Mountains.
Like the Bedford-Atlantic Armory, this facility is currently being used as a homeless shelter.
From Dusk of Dawn:
"We are the supermen who sit idly by and laugh and look at civilization. We, who frankly want the bodies of our mates and conjure no blush to our bronze cheeks when we own it. We, who exalt the Lynched above the Lyncher, and the Worker above the Owner, and the Crucified above Imperial Rome."
NYC on the left; Mount Vernon on the right. Looks like some of our water flows into their sewer. Suckers!
UPDATE: While this pavement interface approximates the line between the Bronx and Mount Vernon, the actual border is located just out of frame to the right, running at a bit of an angle across Pratt Avenue. So I guess the storm drain above feeds into an NYC sewer after all. Dang!
There is a break in the middle of this block where the roadway jumps about twelve feet in elevation. This rocky slope is the only thing connecting the two halves of the road.
(That's Co-op City in the background.)
These woodlands were once owned by the Seton family, whose ranks included the first American-born saint, Elizabeth Seton.
since I've seen one of these. They're generally found on street trees, but this one is located in the woods of Seton Falls Park.
and, a few clicks later, found myself watching a marginally unsafe-for-work video starring our new mohawked friend.
This is part of the former McBurney YMCA, which was the inspiration for a song you may have heard ten thousand times.
These baths were built around the turn of the 20th century as part of a long-overdue public health campaign to combat the unsanitary conditions found in poorer quarters of the city, where most families lacked access to bathing facilities.
It's always embarrassing when Google's robo-camera takes a better picture than I do.








































