This memorial, dedicated to the Union forces of the Civil War, is one of three triumphal arches in NYC — and we've already seen the other two. It was also partially filled with puppets until a couple of years ago, when a leaking roof forced them to find new quarters.

JFK vs. Alexander Skene

Beloved by many

There was once a lot of candy-making going on in Brooklyn.

This mural is a map of the neighborhood. The small black dots were added by members of the community to show where they live.

This might be the greatest business-name duo I've ever encountered.

This building, hidden behind the overgrowth, is one of several deteriorating 19th-century residences lining the north side of Flushing Avenue. Known as Admiral's Row, these structures once housed naval officers at the Brooklyn Navy Yard. They've been abandoned since the 1970s, falling further and further into disrepair, to the dismay of preservationists. The city recently acquired ownership of the property from the National Guard, and plans to demolish all but two of the buildings, making way for a new supermarket and some other commercial and industrial spaces.

One of many dual-language schools in the city, Khalil Gibran's focus on Arabic language and culture made it a lightning rod for criticism by legions of paranoid Islamophobes, who feared it had a secret, insidious Islamist agenda, when it opened in 2007. (Khalil Gibran, for whom the academy is named, was a Lebanese-American Christian.) The school has been plagued with many problems in the intervening years, and it's currently being transitioned from a middle school to a high school.

Patron saint of the East River

Does this prohibition come with any temporal restrictions?

This vent faces an alley filled with garbage.

This is the first one of these I've come across.

This sign memorializes Scrabble's inventor, Alfred Mosher Butts, who worked on the game at a nearby church.

Look closely.

This sidewalk is in Jackson Heights, not Flushing.

Spare no expense!

This was the company that developed Jackson Heights, which was originally intended to be an exclusive community of wealthy white Protestants, but is now one of the most diverse neighborhoods on earth.

Fitting for the neighborhood that invented Scrabble

That's a promo photo from their new buddy comedy on NBC. (Neal is the wacky one.)

Initially drawn in by the Pingüinos, it wasn't until much later that I noticed, and became mesmerized by, the ¡Sponch! As it happens, SPONCH is an acronym for the six elements most essential to living organisms — sulfur, phosphorus, oxygen, nitrogen, carbon, and hydrogen — which is ironic, because ¡Sponch! is totally devoid of any substance that might benefit the living organism that consumes it.

Our primary suspect has been found dead on the sidewalk, his torso nearly severed at the waist. I'd like to think we can all sleep soundly tonight, knowing this monster is no longer on the prowl. I'd like to think that, but then I begin to wonder... Who did this to him? Is there a force even more malevolent that has lain dormant until now? It chills me to think about what we might be in for next, my friends.

Foraging for seeds

One of the great teachers of all time, right up there with Socrates and Plato

at 74th Street

The cheapest St. Michael statues in town

I haven't been counting murals, like this one, that reference 9/11 but don't really seem specific to it.

These rockets (Titan on the left, Atlas on the right), built for the Air Force and later acquired by NASA, were once part of the US Space Park at the 1964 World's Fair, and are now on display outside the New York Hall of Science in Flushing Meadows. After being shipped to Ohio for refurbishment in 2001, they made their return to Queens, strapped to flatbed trucks, in 2003. On their journey across Manhattan and Brooklyn, some passing motorists and pedestrians confused them for nuclear missiles to be used in the war against Iraq.

Gotta look sharp for Good Friday.

This little playground's name, I assume, comes from the adjacent Queens Health Network facility. In a 2006 survey for fretful parents who like to complain about things, it racked up two decidedly un-sanctuary-like safety hazard warnings: "Toxic Playground Risk" and, my personal favorite, "Head Entrapment".

Even the most innocent and lifeless toys are no longer safe — not with this twisted, ruthless predator on the loose.

A happening place during Durga Puja

Roosevelt Avenue

The southern end of Fort Tryon Park, where this overlook is located, was once the estate of Cornelius Kingsley Garrison Billings, a wealthy industrialist who moved to New York from Chicago in 1901 after retiring as head of the Peoples Gas Light and Coke Company at the age of 40. Never one to suffer the restraints of modesty, Billings once famously had the grand ballroom of Louis Sherry's restaurant decked out as a woodland scene, complete with a layer of sod on the floor, and threw a lavish party wherein 36 formally attired guests dined on horseback (photo), sipping chilled champagne from their saddlebags while being served by personal attendants dressed as grooms. (The horses were brought up to the ballroom by freight elevator.)

I didn't realize it at the time, but I when I took this photo (looking out over the Henry Hudson Parkway, the Hudson River, the George Washington Bridge, and the New Jersey Palisades), I was perched on top of a massive vaulted stone gallery through which, and over which, a 1600-foot winding driveway (which still exists as a pedestrian path) once passed on its way up the ridge to Billings's opulent mansion. The mansion burned down in 1926, but the gallery remains, one of a few vestiges of the luxurious lifestyle that once flourished on these grounds. (This bird's-eye view shows where the gallery is situated in the park today.)

This enormous stone structure carries one section of the park drive over another.

Fort Tryon's Alpine Garden