Soaring over the rocky streetscape of Queens Plaza
This revolving door leads down to the massive Sunnyside Yard, adjacent to Harold Interlocking.
SABER protests Mitt Romney's plans to stop funding arts programs like PBS, NPR, and the NEA..
"What so many people don't know is that we're not just brass, we're aluminum, steel, stainless steel and even plastic."
Electchester is getting less electrical, and Big Six is getting less typographical:
"Its seven high-rise towers were built in 1961 as a city-subsidized cooperative sponsored by New York Typographical Union Local 6. The union, which is known as Big Six, no longer has any connection to the complex, but about a third of its residents are retired printers [as of 1995]."
This breakthrough technology has finally made its way across the Mississippi.
With its swimming pool, gym, Aztec-themed theater, banquet hall, bars, and bowling alleys, Lodge No. 878 was once a "social nexus" of Queens. Over the years, it has adapted to the changing times and fading fortunes of the Elks, hosting Extreme Championship Wrestling matches for a while, and currently housing the New Life Fellowship Church (led by the irrepressible Pete Scazzero). Check out this page for some fantastic photos of the interior.
Rogue Magic and FunShop:
"There's nothing we don't have. We have candy that makes you fart all day, mini cameras, voice changers. We've got something called slush powder — it's powder you put into anybody's drink and it will freeze it up into a block of ice in one second, hot or cold. Very funny stuff."
Despite protests from women's groups, this sexist-ish statue was installed in City Hall Park in 1922. It survived there for 19 years before getting the boot, much to the delight of Mayor La Guardia, who had reportedly grown tired of looking at its bare buttocks. It has stood outside Queens Borough Hall ever since, enduring occasional fits of withering criticism — including a 2011 attack by that renowned defender of women, Anthony Weiner. It now looks like the statue's days in Queens may be numbered, however: Brooklyn's Green-Wood Cemetery has expressed interest in restoring Mr. Virtue and providing him with a more welcoming home.
There are quite a few signs like these lining Queens Boulevard in the vicinity of Borough Hall; they must be the 21st-century incarnation of this.
Today's expedition has finally led us to the fabled source of the Boulevard of Death. This little two-lane trickle doesn't look so intimidating, but just head down the road a bit and you'll see it widen into the familiar 12-lane monstrosity that roars through western Queens.
